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Artist/Band: Master P
Lyrics for Song: 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks
Lyrics for Album: Good Side, Bad Side [2004]


[Hook - 2x]

We riding 20's on the cars, and 26's on the trucks

And everybody digging us, it ain't no limit to the bucks

We making noise in the game, to let 'em know we coming up

And haters moving out the way, they know they don't wan' play with us


Hot Spitter man, pockets only fifty grand

Riding a big body Impala, me and my partna Stan

20 inch rims, keep 'em spinning like a ceiling fan

Haters goal tending, trying to get me out my figgas man

But they can't get the man (no), can't hit the man

Even them NBA dudes, can't stick the man

Women crowd around me, paparazzi taking pictures man

Catch me on the lot, at 3-1-0 I'm fitting get it man

Curren$y got plenty money, to stack up

And plenty burners too, in case you dudes wanna act up

Play with me or my crew, and we'll be picking them gats up

And have you on your celly, calling homies for back up

And I don't think, you really want it to come to that

Stunting for that crowd whodi, you better shut your trap

But I ain't really coming, hunting for no drama

I just wan' hit the club, and leave with your baby mama

[Hook - 2x]

[Lil' Romeo]

20's on the Bentley, 26's on the Lac truck

If the coppers stop me, I'm probably gon get hand cuffed

Cause I'm underage but, never under paid

I'm making maximum wage, it's Richie Rich I got it made

They call me Romeo, big game plenty do'

You can't hold me so let me go, I got talent and that's fa sho

Ask about the kid, and they'll tell you that dude can flow

And when I'm done with school, I'll be hooping up in the pros

Whoa No Limit boys we, be ramming our cars up

Tearing malls up, spinning thousands at Toys-R-Us

Nobody else who's in the game, go as hard as us

There's no one as large as us, you don't wanna start with us

I'ma grow up by kids, to grown women

Every week they watching my show, on television

They gotta love it they know, the boy's winning

The girlies keep grinning, my rims they keep spinning

[Hook - 2x]

[Master P]

I'ma tell you like this, keep your eye on your chick

Cause her eyes on my wrist, and these boys that I'm with

The girls like me, whodi I don't blame em

I'm in the Guinness Book of Records, for the richest entertainer

Call me the Ghetto Bill Gates, cause they system can't change us

Had money and cars, way before I was famous

I'm in the pros, but I can buy the team

I got two made-by's, one blue the other green

If it ain't riding spinners, then you know I can't roll

And if I had it over a month, then I let my cousin hold it

I'm the first one on Cribs, with a house with gold ceilings

Got a truck lowered Bentleys, cause that's how I'm living

In the winter pull the trucks out, the summer it's the drop top

Chinchilla on my clothes, got a million in the watch


Hey move out the way, I'm ready to cause havoc

Me and my soldiers be balling, while most of y'all acting

I leave cats distracted, sticking like magnets

I'm the shorty from the Philippines, the main attraction

Holding up in fly whips, switching every other day

No Limit girls ball, like the WNBA right

[Hook - 2x]

We riding g'eah

Album Lyrics: Good Side, Bad Side [2004]

Master P
"Good Side, Bad Side [2004]"

1. Act A Fool
2. We All We Got
3. Who Want Some
4. Let' Em Go
5. Who Them Boyz
6. Why They Wanna Wish Death
7. Anything Goes
8. It's A Drought
9. You Don't Know Me
10. Them Jeans
11. Tell 'Em
12. Ride 4 You
13. Ghetto Honeys
14. We Like Them Girlz
15. If
16. That Ain't Nothing
17. Ghetto Model
18. COM.3
19. 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks
20. Represent