Kool Keith

Kool Keith - Diesel Truckin' lyrics

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(feat. MC Dopestyle)



Yeah, headin across country

Ain't no stoppin



[Intro: Kool Keith]

Diesel truckin baby - poppin No-Doz for nights

Lookin out the tight skirts rollin up the turnpike

Rollin down the highway - tanks, food, gas

Look in your rearview, kid I'm up on yo' ass



[Kool Keith]

Diesel trucks with big engines, Caterpillar motors

Y'all move over, we honkin the horns behind your Escalade

Bam-bam-bam-bammm!  That's us

With one overload, behind your Range Rover, truck stops

Last night we made the drops, air pressure on the brakes

Fssssssssshew, one tank better than Jake

Y'all talk a lot of mouth, while we pulled up at the waffle house

Interstate we movin forward, 18 gears the bridge ain't closed

4008 Peterbilt, orange and gray long-nose, haulin apples grade A

Swap trailers on payday

Your meat get delivered on tough beats

While y'all supposed to be movin on tough streets

Play it back baby, crank the pipes, I don't think they got heat

(Breaker 1-9, this is Fat Mic)



[Chorus: Kool Keith]

Diesel truckin baby - poppin No-Doz for nights

Lookin out the tight skirts rollin up the turnpike

Rollin down the highway - I'm overweight, runnin late

Didn't stop at the scale, highway patrol on my tail

Diesel truckin baby - poppin No-Doz for nights

Lookin out the tight skirts rollin up the turnpike

Rollin down the highway - tanks, food, gas

Look in your rearview, kid I'm up on yo' ass



[MC Dopestyle: best guess]

Diesel monster truck rollin, huh, burgundy

Surly more deadly and ready for roadkill melee

I shear, runnin over deers and queers

Niggaz, way back, suck cheers and beer, last chance for fear

Hey - HELLLLOHH, little kiddie

Pink bows in your hair and ahh, you're lookin - pretty

What I really look like, I leave no one else

No mercy a killer, kiss my pinkie ring, come kiss it

Sit in fun seats, shiny skirts, big dice on the dash

Flamin all lost with David Lynch, highbeams flash

The cash in ya brastrap, is how much I spent on hubcaps

Blew my 8, cylinder, right before, I split ya

Put a nice suck me suck me cut me orgasm champagne

Vibe bully pistol me kink throw me slit my throat shut me out

It was out in my diesel truck, that I call Lil' Sally



[Chorus]



[Kool Keith]

Man you're ready for Kansas, up here I'm rollin

21 gears behind a lady drivin a Volkswagen, I can't stand this

Box weight, ox weight

I gotta be in Grand Rapids at a quarter to 8, not a quarter too late

When I hit the clutch, everything shake

I don't know what route I'ma take

Hit Flying J's in the Great Lakes

Engine red hot, his coffee pot, two barrels of fuel on each side

I laugh at the gas exit when you've gotta stop

Respect all the way up to the radars, check my rearview

Wave at weigh stations, it's all love for you

With sheriffs and cops, Detroit diesel engine you can't stop

When the reindeer lock, everything stay 100 speed limit

Watch the grill block

(Watch out out there, this is Fat Mic, up the road they got a jackknife)



[Chorus]
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