Clipse — Trill lyrics

I got tru wheels plus wheels, pullin' up in your grill, I'm so trill.
You girl on cosmos, chris-steel and she feelin' around for them pills.
Bitch I'm trill (You don't hear me though) bitch I'm so trill (Wah)
Nigga I'm trill (You don't hear me though) nigga I'm so trill (Wah Wah)
I got mob steal, I'll peal, pullin' up in your grill I'm so trill.
You girl on cosmos, chris-steel and she feelin' around for them pills.
Bitch I'm trill (You don't hear me though) bitch I'm so trill (Wah)
Nigga I'm trill (You don't hear me though) nigga I'm so trill (Wah Wah)

G's up, rev them V's up. Federales tryin' to reach us, to keep us.
Flooded pieces, diamonds size reeses pieces, you know who he is.
Nigga talk show like Regis, King push flow prestigious.
Hoes suck me like leeches. X and O's tick tak toe, fuck em', duck em'
Let them go, on to the next.

It's me, ma. You ain't dreamin'.
Star-struck bitch damn-near stopped breathin'.
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Songwriters: THORNTON, TERRENCE / THORNTON JR, GENE / WILLIAMS, PHARRELL L
Trill lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING