the same thang with main in the left lane,peep game. put the duck in the ash tray,got on the freeway,sprayed a lil cologne on the car seats then I gotta
my word and I'm true to my peeps Give me a bird and my crew gon' eat I'm over the stove like +Cuban Links+ Breakin' down +Cash Money+ like +Baby+ do You
[Intro - Freeway - talking - w/ ad libs] Woo! Free! Yeah, we in here Uh huh, let's get 'em [Chorus - Freeway - w/ ad libs] Who am I? Microphone killa
keep my word and I'm true to my peeps Gimme a bird and my crew 'gon eat I'm over the stove like Cuban Linx Breakin' down cash money like baby do You
free!!! [Verse 1] Yo, NASTY NAS ain't ridin' on the FREEWAY Hell no we bang out on the FREEWAY, crash on the FREEWAY Haterz waitin' for Hova to
far Now you gotta run and deal wit the law And I don't wanna do nuthin' but get home I don't wanna see nuthin' but the freeway I don't wanna have to
a mission, premonition, money flips to coke Chorus... One time got me on a foot pursuit Yell freeze in the air as they start to shoot (get up!) Money
I have your autograph And, uh, when your new album droppin fool That other shit was cool (Chorus) E-40: Get your money man, get your paper Get your paper man, get your money
I'm going to rent myself a house In the shade of the freeway Going to pack my lunch in the morning And go to work each day And when the evening rolls
with me, then here's your chance Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money
the sunroof open Drivin down the freeway Eyes real low, just singin' my song Drivin down the freeway Life already fast so I'm movin' along Drivin down the freeway
finally made it Got my money in my pocket, finger on the trigger And I ain't takin' shit from no niggaz I'm just tryin' to make some money right Put
Pray to my God everyday but he don't listen The poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom Praying for money
that Mercedes, you better get up in it Get off the corner, come to pop some vintage You never seen a player flip your whole life Dip the caddy on the freeway
he cheated that's why he beated I've been in wild battles and won I'm undefeated The punch lines that I put in the streets Even made freeway say "Put
pop Dominican and he'll drop me a key free I got a actress in L.A., doctor in DC Even got a lawyer, a cop in the DT See, I got money but I ain't spendin
On the floor by the fireplace? I know you remember In the truck couldn't wait So we got off on the garden state Somehow we must of got all Turned around on last freeway