Fuck My Car
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Check it out, 1996
Bitches still sucking on dicks
Hoes is tripping, mane
Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you holding
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Ay C,keep yo eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block, showing cock, traffic stoppers
Looking good spending some nigga G's
Nails by Vietnamese, hair by Michi's, lookin' like they worth G's
Dress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass
Man, I never let them pass
So tell me where can I find them
With they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him
Bitches telling me "C, yo dick grand"
All she wanna do is ride Suburban
Put her ass on the leather, and rub the wood
See we got boppers in Texas, oh man, that pussy look good
So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip
But she blinded by the candy, she can't see I'm a pimp
When she told me I looked good, I didn't feel no pride
All the bitch wanted to do is just fuck my ride
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits
Assuming that they body's too booming to dispute
But pussy is the root of all drama
An attribute put up in they head by they mama
Oh yeah, I'm a tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down
Niggas talking about how they passing these hoes 'round
But you all tricking, them hoes told me
Fools, you all ain't Goldy, riding in a goodie, but an oldie
Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here
You bought the bitch a drink and all her homegirls a beer
Your homeboys lookin' for ya, but yo ass gone
You left your niggas at the club and took all them hoes home
And didn't even fuckβman, what the fuck?
"If you didn't wanna fuck, then get the fuck up out the truck"
You know what I mean? I ain't showing out hoes
Just so these hoes can be seen, come on, you wanna fuck or cut?
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips
It's just like I'm rubbing my dick between your hips
And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back
Bitch, I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac
And I'm a fuck you and fuck all your friends
Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint, butter and AMG rims
Color TV, VCR playin' X-rated films
Of myself, running up in beauty queens
But let me tell you all niggas the difference between you all and me
You see, man, I can tell all that bitch wanted to do
Is just ride for free and smoke for free
But bitch, not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C
Unless your pussy makin' ten thousand dollars a week
The only way I see you sitting in my passenger seat, you bitch
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Bitches still sucking on dicks
Hoes is tripping, mane
Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you holding
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Ay C,keep yo eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block, showing cock, traffic stoppers
Looking good spending some nigga G's
Nails by Vietnamese, hair by Michi's, lookin' like they worth G's
Dress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass
Man, I never let them pass
So tell me where can I find them
With they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him
Bitches telling me "C, yo dick grand"
All she wanna do is ride Suburban
Put her ass on the leather, and rub the wood
See we got boppers in Texas, oh man, that pussy look good
So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip
But she blinded by the candy, she can't see I'm a pimp
When she told me I looked good, I didn't feel no pride
All the bitch wanted to do is just fuck my ride
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits
Assuming that they body's too booming to dispute
But pussy is the root of all drama
An attribute put up in they head by they mama
Oh yeah, I'm a tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down
Niggas talking about how they passing these hoes 'round
But you all tricking, them hoes told me
Fools, you all ain't Goldy, riding in a goodie, but an oldie
Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here
You bought the bitch a drink and all her homegirls a beer
Your homeboys lookin' for ya, but yo ass gone
You left your niggas at the club and took all them hoes home
And didn't even fuckβman, what the fuck?
"If you didn't wanna fuck, then get the fuck up out the truck"
You know what I mean? I ain't showing out hoes
Just so these hoes can be seen, come on, you wanna fuck or cut?
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips
It's just like I'm rubbing my dick between your hips
And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back
Bitch, I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac
And I'm a fuck you and fuck all your friends
Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint, butter and AMG rims
Color TV, VCR playin' X-rated films
Of myself, running up in beauty queens
But let me tell you all niggas the difference between you all and me
You see, man, I can tell all that bitch wanted to do
Is just ride for free and smoke for free
But bitch, not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C
Unless your pussy makin' ten thousand dollars a week
The only way I see you sitting in my passenger seat, you bitch
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.96] Check it out, 1996
[00:06.16] Bitches still sucking on dicks
[00:11.32] Hoes is tripping, mane
[00:14.36] Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive
[00:16.75] What kinda keys you holding
[00:20.34] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[00:23.59] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:25.65] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[00:28.50] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:31.13] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[00:33.55] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:36.09] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[00:38.96] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:40.84] Ay C,keep yo eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers
[00:44.14] Daisy Dukes out on the block, showing cock, traffic stoppers
[00:47.08] Looking good spending some nigga G's
[00:49.35] Nails by Vietnamese, hair by Michi's, lookin' like they worth G's
[00:52.86] Dress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass
[00:56.67] Man, I never let them pass
[00:57.73] So tell me where can I find them
[00:59.31] With they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him
[01:02.52] Bitches telling me "C, yo dick grand"
[01:05.04] All she wanna do is ride Suburban
[01:07.56] Put her ass on the leather, and rub the wood
[01:10.23] See we got boppers in Texas, oh man, that pussy look good
[01:12.63] So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip
[01:15.33] But she blinded by the candy, she can't see I'm a pimp
[01:17.82] When she told me I looked good, I didn't feel no pride
[01:20.98] All the bitch wanted to do is just fuck my ride
[01:23.63] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[01:26.13] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:28.34] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[01:31.08] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:33.56] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[01:36.29] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:38.74] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[01:41.50] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:43.98] Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits
[01:47.19] Assuming that they body's too booming to dispute
[01:49.49] But pussy is the root of all drama
[01:51.51] An attribute put up in they head by they mama
[01:54.03] Oh yeah, I'm a tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down
[01:57.77] Niggas talking about how they passing these hoes 'round
[02:00.26] But you all tricking, them hoes told me
[02:03.27] Fools, you all ain't Goldy, riding in a goodie, but an oldie
[02:05.41] Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here
[02:07.75] You bought the bitch a drink and all her homegirls a beer
[02:10.33] Your homeboys lookin' for ya, but yo ass gone
[02:13.08] You left your niggas at the club and took all them hoes home
[02:15.51] And didn't even fuckβman, what the fuck?
[02:18.05] "If you didn't wanna fuck, then get the fuck up out the truck"
[02:20.78] You know what I mean? I ain't showing out hoes
[02:23.44] Just so these hoes can be seen, come on, you wanna fuck or cut?
[02:26.49] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[02:28.55] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[02:30.56] But bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[02:33.51] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[02:36.29] When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips
[02:38.87] It's just like I'm rubbing my dick between your hips
[02:41.60] And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back
[02:44.81] Bitch, I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac
[02:47.51] And I'm a fuck you and fuck all your friends
[02:49.72] Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz
[02:50.29] With burgundy paint, butter and AMG rims
[02:55.17] Color TV, VCR playin' X-rated films
[02:57.52] Of myself, running up in beauty queens
[03:00.24] But let me tell you all niggas the difference between you all and me
[03:02.75] You see, man, I can tell all that bitch wanted to do
[03:06.21] Is just ride for free and smoke for free
[03:07.61] But bitch, not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C
[03:11.45] Unless your pussy makin' ten thousand dollars a week
[03:14.80] The only way I see you sitting in my passenger seat, you bitch
[03:17.75] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[03:21.23] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:23.47] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:25.92] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:28.43] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[03:30.63] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:33.44] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:36.61] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:38.84] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[03:41.28] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:43.91] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:46.69] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:49.39] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[03:52.15] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:54.34] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:56.10] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:58.04]
[00:06.16] Bitches still sucking on dicks
[00:11.32] Hoes is tripping, mane
[00:14.36] Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive
[00:16.75] What kinda keys you holding
[00:20.34] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[00:23.59] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:25.65] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[00:28.50] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:31.13] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[00:33.55] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:36.09] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[00:38.96] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[00:40.84] Ay C,keep yo eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers
[00:44.14] Daisy Dukes out on the block, showing cock, traffic stoppers
[00:47.08] Looking good spending some nigga G's
[00:49.35] Nails by Vietnamese, hair by Michi's, lookin' like they worth G's
[00:52.86] Dress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass
[00:56.67] Man, I never let them pass
[00:57.73] So tell me where can I find them
[00:59.31] With they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him
[01:02.52] Bitches telling me "C, yo dick grand"
[01:05.04] All she wanna do is ride Suburban
[01:07.56] Put her ass on the leather, and rub the wood
[01:10.23] See we got boppers in Texas, oh man, that pussy look good
[01:12.63] So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip
[01:15.33] But she blinded by the candy, she can't see I'm a pimp
[01:17.82] When she told me I looked good, I didn't feel no pride
[01:20.98] All the bitch wanted to do is just fuck my ride
[01:23.63] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[01:26.13] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:28.34] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[01:31.08] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:33.56] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[01:36.29] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:38.74] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[01:41.50] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[01:43.98] Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits
[01:47.19] Assuming that they body's too booming to dispute
[01:49.49] But pussy is the root of all drama
[01:51.51] An attribute put up in they head by they mama
[01:54.03] Oh yeah, I'm a tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down
[01:57.77] Niggas talking about how they passing these hoes 'round
[02:00.26] But you all tricking, them hoes told me
[02:03.27] Fools, you all ain't Goldy, riding in a goodie, but an oldie
[02:05.41] Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here
[02:07.75] You bought the bitch a drink and all her homegirls a beer
[02:10.33] Your homeboys lookin' for ya, but yo ass gone
[02:13.08] You left your niggas at the club and took all them hoes home
[02:15.51] And didn't even fuckβman, what the fuck?
[02:18.05] "If you didn't wanna fuck, then get the fuck up out the truck"
[02:20.78] You know what I mean? I ain't showing out hoes
[02:23.44] Just so these hoes can be seen, come on, you wanna fuck or cut?
[02:26.49] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[02:28.55] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[02:30.56] But bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[02:33.51] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[02:36.29] When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips
[02:38.87] It's just like I'm rubbing my dick between your hips
[02:41.60] And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back
[02:44.81] Bitch, I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac
[02:47.51] And I'm a fuck you and fuck all your friends
[02:49.72] Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz
[02:50.29] With burgundy paint, butter and AMG rims
[02:55.17] Color TV, VCR playin' X-rated films
[02:57.52] Of myself, running up in beauty queens
[03:00.24] But let me tell you all niggas the difference between you all and me
[03:02.75] You see, man, I can tell all that bitch wanted to do
[03:06.21] Is just ride for free and smoke for free
[03:07.61] But bitch, not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C
[03:11.45] Unless your pussy makin' ten thousand dollars a week
[03:14.80] The only way I see you sitting in my passenger seat, you bitch
[03:17.75] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[03:21.23] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:23.47] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:25.92] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:28.43] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[03:30.63] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:33.44] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:36.61] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:38.84] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
[03:41.28] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:43.91] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:46.69] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:49.39] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[03:52.15] But they ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:54.34] But, bitch, who the fuck you think you are, by far
[03:56.10] They ain't tripping on me, they wanna fuck my car
[03:58.04]