Yeah, you should really turn this up
Natural Bridget King's Highway
As loud as possible
That's what I'm talking about
Come shine my shit up
Natural Bridget King's Highway
Yeah, I'm asking
Where you headed?
Natural Bridget King's Highway
Natural Bridget King's Highway
Yo, it was me and my dirty
We just got back home
In that blue gray Bentley
With the sailor phone
I'm calling up the ticks
You know it's time to get it jumping
Smoke coming out the sunroom
To let you know we coming
Everybody looking
If you're jealous, turn around
21 inches
Keep me further from the ground
I'm getting good grip
From them Dunlap tires
The F1's bumping
But I need the volume higher
Cause the 808 kick drum
Amazement beats
Hit some
J.E. and Wally
Got a knock
You oughta get some
I hear them haters talking
But what am I to do?
I'm the man they love to hate
The Bill Clinton of the Lou
Picked up some
Some shorties
Won't skinker towards roasting
Headed for the castle
Like Muscata got me coaching
The Bentley kinda crying
The whole car was leaning back
Quick and shy
No watching TV
With two girlies on they lap
Now I'm on with Luther King
The setting's kinda dead
Made a left on King's Highway
Natural Bridget's just a head
So fresh and so clean
You see they representing
The same lunatics
On that castle lot set
Tell her
Where you headed?
Natural Bridget King's Highway
She gon' make it knock
Ticks on the floor
Ticks gon' make it thock
Natural Bridget King's Highway
Come on with it
Where you headed?
Natural Bridget King's Highway
Face the beats
Gon' make it knock
Ticks gon' make it rock
Natural Bridget King's Highway
Come on with it
Now I'm rollin' with the Ticks
You know he never bored
Show me another click
With more points scored
We walk around with criminals
A bunch of big gorillas
My dirty Murphy Lee
The teenage lady killer
Keewan is on my left side
Dancin' with this freak
Now I'm on my left side





The way she clap that ass
Make my knees gettin' weak
J.D. is the white guy
People think he's funny
Been down long time
Way before we had the money
But now we clockin' dollars
To platinum and white gold
Swervin' in his Bentley
And ain't got no place to go
Rollin' past foreground
What's up to the thugs?
Shorty's in the minis
Wanna show a nigga love
But the thugs
Them got him in they busts
Just rock
And Shorty lift the purse
Because that thang won't stop
Headed back towards you
And bust a U.E.
What the hell?
Somebody shout it
Now that I'm on my way





We damn that Ida L's
Baby girl blew me a kiss
And said
You're number one
Then leaned over to me
And I ain't gon tell you what she done
The closer that we get
The woozier I feel
Nacho Bridget Kings Highway
Somebody take the wheel
Where you headed?
Nacho Bridget Kings Highway
Uh
Please get teased gon make it not
Ticks gon make it rock
Nacho Bridget Kings Highway
Baby come on with it
Hey
Where you headed?
Uh
Nacho Bridget Kings Highway
Uh
Baby girl
Bass can be, it's gon' make it knock, it's gon' make it rock
Natural Bridger, King's Highway
Rollin' at your bridge when we bump in the slow
Mobbin' with the ticks is the only way to go
Phone shoutin' by McDonald's, was lookin' for a ride
We in the wide body, so it's plenty room inside
We put two by the trunk, one on the hood
Other on my lap, damn it feel good
Posse's gettin' deeper, we still lookin' for freaks
Ain't worried about them trippin' cause three got the heat
Now the shorty's gettin' hungry and Jackie Frost treatin'
We stopped at Burger King for some royalty
The Burger King was closed, the girls started to hassle
Man, go back the other way, I want some white cap
Nah, this is the place where the doves hang out
The two shits is cool, but old schools get the clown
Posse's so damn big, what the fuck you wanna do?
I'm gettin' dirty looks from those other rapper crews
I leaped, dropped a hundred, I tripped off what he done
Now should I pick it up? Nah, I'll drop another one
Some niggas thought I was the king
I started trippin' cause this girl was in my face
I told Big B to chill, cause he ain't worth the case
And I ain't with the smackin' and beatin' up on your girl
If your pimp juice is low, then let her leave you well
We took this girl with us, I seen him on the bus
He beatin' on the window and it damned about the bus
Man, I got a tight click, you got a bunch of dudes
Now you broke cold cryin' them St. Louis blues
We rolled off with your girl, and now you all obsessed
She with that country grandma boy and them St. Lunatics
Check it!
Where you headed? Natural bridgetting is highway
Uh
Basement beats gon' make it knock
Ticks gon' make it rock
Natural bridgetting is highway
Come on, blondie!
Uh
Tell me
Where you headed? Natural bridgetting is highway
Listen to me
Basement beats gon' make it knock
Ticks gon' make it rock
Natural bridgetting is highway
Come on, blondie!
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Basement beats gon' make it knock
Ticks gon' make it rock
So, if you ain't tens of better, twelve's a nut and nutter.
If you ain't tens of better, twelve's worth of leather.
If you ain't tens of better, twelve's worth of leather.
Here.
Here.
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