Trick Daddy & Cee-Lo dro in the wind Lyrics

[talking]
Hah, haha
That's just the sound of the Hen'..
True Story.. Buddy Roe..
They say tell the truth, Shane and them (uh-huh)
Thank God for the thugs too... see!

[Trick Daddy]
I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-a__ n____
Collard green, neckbone-eatin-a__ n____
Always wearin my jeans baggy saggy
You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky
Brought up eatin Spam and sandwich
Sugar water and mayonnaise sandwich
Share the room with bout four mo' brothers
But one home for 'em and wattn't no mo' covers
A little bad m_________er (ah-ha)
Always rude and always in trouble
None of my teachers ain't like me (uh-huh)
But make it so bad, pro'ly had seven more like me
If you brought up they way I did
You gotsta understand, Trick love the kids
(Ooooooohh!) Trick love the kids

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Drop the top and let the sunshine in
With the wood grain, let the twanky spin
Get you a glass, mix the c__e and the Henn'
It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind,
with the 'dro in the wind

[Trick Daddy]
Cut me a seven-treis Chevy, put dubs on that b____ (uh-huh)
Candy apple green, n____z lovin this s___ (lovin this s___)
And when the minute I act a fool
Ya don't like how I'm livin? b____ f___ you (uh-huh)
That's right I'm a rude-a__ n____
Quick to do you, cut a fool-a__ n____
Where it at? Bout a buck six five
and the n____ can't f___, plus the boy gets live (that's right)
You know legs when they show thigh(short thighs)
Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides

[Cee-Lo]
Hot w____ work her con-con, Valor to the floor
He oughta enjoy, with the loaded four-four
Be sure and acquire more 'fore ya f___ with mine
Disrespect; I'll disconnect ya line
With a sick SWAT, when s___'s hot, ya get shot
The fire, the fury, ya f___ with it not
Ya stoppin the grace, get out my s___e and my - face
Fore me and my ace-a lay down the whole place
Recognize, this is the verbalize
Surprise, f___in' wit me real aint wise n____
Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues, golds
Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a n____ know
Throw yo' elbows, I'm slicker than I suppose
Hoes unchose, cuz my jewelry froze
You know how it goes, these young n____z don't want it like this
Go off and get yo' gat, to silence yo' s___ check, blast!
So pass, outlast, bout cash
Mo' sicky, talk tricky to the trick like trash
Lo realer, a go-rilla, flow for mo' scrilla
Come clean, lookin mean, but you ain't no killa!
(Oooooooooh!)

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]

Oooooooooh!
Oooooooooh!

[repeat Chorus]