Mack 10

Mack 10 - Hittin Switches lyrics

[Verse 1]

I'm hittin switches all day

Hit the block set it off like gary gray

I smoke weed gold-d's on the cherry tray

Pockets full pitbulls drinking perier (haha, yeah)

13 inches of pure joy

When I'm on the switch I'm like a kid with a new toy

Rollin on 3, with 2 red bones on E

We caravanning to the beach

Niggers dippin these streets

I'm good on the switch never missing a beat

4 switches all I need and I love this shit

Drop the ass on the bitch and scrape the bumper kid

Well just pull up to my bumber baby

Who want some of this hot ass tray

I would gas hop, but no need to stomp her

3 licks I'm gonna bump her

[Chorus]

Just throw your mother fucking hands in the air

Represent your hood like you just don't care

Set up shop never close and get riches

And never stop rolling foes and hittin switches

Throw your mother fucking hands in the air

Represent your hood like you just don't care

Set up shop never close and get riches

And never stop rolling foes and hittin switches

[Verse 2]

I put some down west pound riding it's hot top chop 6 ace

Like a wild bull as a pump chump me around

Feeling like my back is on the sign of bubbles

Has the bass up sound

I hit the corner on 3 wheels

Rag cop keep popping like wheat pills

You know I floss down the shore cos I love LA

Back to the hood down vanessa let the bumper scrape yeah

Low riders for hundreds spoke daggers

Low riders for all the who bangers

Bounce, rock, swerve, and skate

Hit the switch up and down from back to pancake

Bounce, rock, swerve, and skate

Hit the switch up and down

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Baby come fly with me, get high with me

Let me show you how a riders suppose to be

Trunk tight, ready to take flight

Up and down the shore all night

Nigger when the trunk up

You see gates and punks

Rag ace rap, metal flakes with humps

Stay on point like stiletto

Square dump and be bumpin through the ghetto

Classic chevrolet with the top off in my dumps

It's more square than a xena knockoff

It's who banging for life

And none other than westside ride and gangsters straight thug

When it's time to clown get the set with the sunforce down

SPG's having platinum d's as we bounce, rock, skate, players motivate

In the icy candy paint

[Chorus until fade]

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