[Hook]
I got the 55 on the 55 (man)
Hundred miles on the hundred miles (man)
We can fly, baby, we can fly (man)
On my side, on my, on my side (man)
55 on the 55 (man)
Hundred miles on the hundred miles (man)
We can fly, baby, we can fly (man)
On my side, on my, on my side (man)

[Chorus: 808Charmer and Mumblez Black Ink]
Got a couple lost girls in my basement
Got a couple gold chains in my basin
So what I'm sayin - dough is what I'm on
Don't make sense if I don't make none
I got suede on my tongue
Won't lift the chain if the back ain't dumb
Grandaddy James is where I got the game from
Dada, show you what the flames on

[Verse: Mumblez Black Ink]
See, I'm not doing 55 on the 55
I'm not doing hundred miles on the hundred miles
I ain't dabbling in funny times so let's get in tight
Promise if you get it right baby we could fly
Put you in a mustang baby you could drive
Put you in a white range you do what you like
Skin soaked and bathed the coating sublime
I just treat the fur so it's nice
I just keep the suede so the chance pay me
I wanna fade so I keep dust near me
Scuffs piled, runnin for the two tone child
I been keepin' diamonds in my crotch lately
Boy with the biro scum
Ink laced on the tip of the biro dance
Keep a chamber filled with potent stuff
Suede Jaw, run it for me baby
Please don't stop, Uh
[Chorus: 808Charmer and Mumblez Black Ink]
Got a couple lost girls in my basement
Got a couple gold chains in my base, Uh
So what I'm sayin - dough is what I'm on
Don't make sense if I don't make none
I got suede on my tongue
Won't lift the chain if the back ain't dumb
Grandaddy James is where I got the game from
Dada, show you what the flames on