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{Mystikal talking}
Whaaaaa
Sup nigga? This for my niggas in them big trucks.
This is for all my niggas in them big SUVs. Ya' heard
me? This for my big truck driver. Look, nigga blow
ya' big truck horn. (18-wheeler horn)

{Verse 1}
You still see me in my big truck boy
Smiling like a lil' kid, but I'm spinning corners with
my brand new toy
I gotta park and the call
Talkin' 'bout they wish I never wouldn't came out of
the garage
But I guess that's too bad
'Cause yo' truck you to be the shit until they saw my
pass
Stroll lights flash solo barrel (boom boom)
Big beat ten running while they (room room)
Another SUV, can't do nothing to me
I'm on 23' so 22' ain't fuckin' with these
? baby make it hard to turn the wheel
I can't watch no moe' TV in the steerin' wheel
Shit plus ? and the buck skin ceiling
Chocolate and tan interior feeling Billy big truck
grills
Yeah that's how you do that dea'
Got bling and bass everything clean but the ash tray

Chorus
I'm looking at you, behind the wheel, baby it's on
(I'mma big truck driver)
And the big ole trucks with the big ole grill, rollin'
on big ole stones
(I'mma big truck driver)
And you know when you pass the small trucks you doing
them wrong
This here for my riders (big truck driver) even on the
back bitch, everything clean but the ash tray

{Verse 2}
Back out lights, what's the price?
Dark windows with the pistol in the hiding spot,
fucking well right
So when you bitches tryna act hype, I get the gat the
gat 'cause niggas don't fight
When you been to Ruby Tuesday, make that right at the
light
And you might kiss my rims, when Millie round at light
I play the jazz round rags
And I Excursion, Escalade round up skin
The Range Rover don't even get use
''Til it's time rip them cities, either house of blues
My niggas with me, X-tasy to pick my friends up
My brother Reice in the mutha fuckin' Benz truck
Fresh paint, don't need no buffin'
Just call my homey 'round there, west coast bust 'em
Put it on the trailer and there ain't no rushin'
'Cause when I get it back, y'all ride can't touch it

Chorus

Ain't no slack in my macking
Rollin' slow the windows down recognize me so you know
how to act
Cuttin' up, fallin' out, tryna flirt and get nasty
Raisin' shirts, showin' tities, talkin' 'bout
autographin'
I try my best to keep my fans happy
I sign my name upside the nipple and I pull off
laughin'
Then it's back through the 'hood
Tryna find somethin' good
And after that I'm my way back to Baton Rouge
I do what I want of course that's all times
And I ? like y'all hardly love sweet cream and the
wine
2002 and you doubtin' me now
Big truck on the come up ain't no holdin' us down
Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic
My black big truck hat match my big truck jacket
Do shows and get paid when I travel
Stay busy and be gone and that's how big truck have
ya'

Chorus 2x

I'M A BIG TRUCK DRIVER
I'M A BIG TRUCK DRIVER
This is for my riders
BIG TRUCK DRIVER
Even on the back bitch
EVERYTHING CLEAN, BUT THE ASH TRAY