Buttersoft Seats - Pigeon John

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(Now my brother and my nephew got enough to eat)

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(With my sister and my moms in a penthouse suite, it’s goin down)

God is good when you’re at the (O!!)

Just drop the O-D then you’re good to go

(What's on your wrist?) Only a Casio

With a calculated account that counts extra slow

(How you’re doin, Pige'?) I’m doin okay

I’m smilin with no shirt, drinkin OJ

Used to be a drought, now I’m +Singing in the Rain+

I could see my pain blossom in the bouquet

See they were just seeds planted in the dark times of life

The plant roots so it won’t get plucked in the light

Now it’s on, I want my momma in a Navigator

She used to give me quarters for a pack of Now & Laters

It was awesome, grew up not knowin we was broke

Buyin cigarettes for my mom with the note

On the ice cream truck, I remember those days

Dressin bummy with the busted fades

But now we got a

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats (You bet we got a)

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats (That's right we got a)

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(Now my brother and my nephew got enough to eat) (My uncle’s got a)

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(With my sister and my moms in a penthouse suite, it’s goin down)

I’m not tryna ball in a Lambo

I’m tryna keep my little nephew in some clean clothes

Some brand new Jordans, crisp white tees

Floatin down the court like a feather in a breeze

With no boundaries, with no care in sight

Spillin champagne on the first class flight

Cause it’s free, so you know it’s goin down like an enemy

Jukin fools like Vince Young out in Tennessee

Read it by the rules, number one: I can do anything

Maybe have a daughter or a son, push 'em on a swing

Who, really knows, what can happen?

Suppose, this song becomes a hit and takes over, the globe?

A Tahoe for my brother, condo for my sister

Navigator for my mother, diamonds for my wife and much, mo'

What you gonna do when you get home from the road?

I’ma kiss my girl right, when I get thru the do'

It’s goin down

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats (You bet we got a)

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats (That's right we got a)

Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(Now my brother and my nephew got enough to eat) (My uncle’s got a)

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(It's goin down) Brand new truck, butter-soft seats

(With my sister and my moms in a penthouse suite, it’s goin down)