Two Miles An Hour (Remix)

Yeah.. we gon' send this one out to e'rybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relations*ip

Let's ride [Chorus]

Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [x3] [Luda]

It's get out, put my pedal to the flo' and let's roll! [Ludacris]

Yess; Seven cars, eight cribs, and ain't a damn thang changed

Still pumpin' ten kickers, still grippin' the grain

Still candy in the paint, still ridin' them thangs

Most of my folks would same

I'm happy, but

I still feel pain

Until I jump in my ride, that's my only escape

Me and my automobiles got these neighbors screaming "Gimme a break!"

It's a pity how we turn our city into obstacle courses

Don't be mad cuz

I can't hold my five hundred horses

Lamborginis and

Porches, Ferraris and

Vipers I'mm wipe the seats wit' you drool, and rub the hood wit a diaper

Television on the gas tank, the fuel make the ass stank

I mean to be rude, my bass tubes are in a glass tank

Go strap yout seatbelts on, go put ya money up

Go put your life on the line, go put ya honey up

Go spread the word, run and tell all the boys

It's time to play, or better yet brand out the toys; we goin' [Chorus] [Dolla Boy]

I'm in a S

S Super Sport, with the

Four Fifty

Four .45th on the seat, don't get yourself supersoaked

Dependin' on the weather, it may vary - whatever though

Catch me slammin'

Escalade,

Cadillac, to

Chevy do's

And hope I don't, and pull out the

Range Rover

The color of coke and snow,

I blew out the brains on ya

Blew out the game on em', became a misfit

Shame on a b***h, the 726s wouldn't fit

I'm ridin',

I'm high, and

I'm glidin,

I'm lyin',

I'm flyin',

I'm doin 190, it's gon cost to catch us

You see that these diamonds are s*inin', and blingin' and blindin', so let me remind ya it's gon cost to catch up

Who's next up? -

That's us, flow leave you breathless

Pedal to the flo', truck seat won't let up

But if you out ridin' deuces or better

Slow down so them girls can't sweat ya, and let the car go [Chorus] [Bridge x4: Titi Boi] + (Dolla Boy)

Assign your name in the skreet (sign your name in the skreet) [Tity Boi]

I got two miles an hour, so everbody see me

Twenty fours, twenty sixes, twenty eights!

And my rims so big, you would think that is was 3

D Wait' til you see my paint,

I ride around the

A, With 'bout half a tank;

I'm startin' to make so much money,

I work half a day -

I got cash in the safe

I got cash right here,

I'm hard to get my swipe on

And I look like a chandalleur with all this ice on

Pull out the (?) shoot

Catch me blowin' out kush of the roof of the seven deuce

Ridin' hella hoes (hella!) elevador do's (hella)

Gator on the seat (And?) mink on the flo's

If a hater wanna creep,

I got that thing by the do'

And if my chirp go beep, then my thang gon' blow

Playaz Circle -

Titi Boi ridin' on skinny wheels

Bout to trade in the

Quarter til eight, and get the ten till [Chorus x2]