Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck My Car

Check it out, 1996, still suckin on dicks
Hoes just trippin'
Choosin, they men by what kinda cars they
kinda keys you holdin

Now bitches stare a nigga down when he to the bar
They trippin, on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch who the you think you are, by far
They ain't trippin, on me, they fuck my car

Look a nigga up and down he a superstar
But they ain't trippin, on me, they fuck my car
But bitch who the fuck you you are by far
They ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car

Ay C keep yo' eyes open for the boppers, car
Daisy Dukes out on the block, showin cock, traffic
Lookin good spendin nigga G's
Nails by Vietnamese, [unverified], like they worth G's

Dress above they knees, jellies and up the ass
Man I never let 'em
So, tell me where can I 'em
With they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right him

Bitches me see yo' dick grand
All she wanna do is ride
Put her ass on the leather and rub the
See we got boppers in Texas oh, man that pussy good

So, I let hoes ride and I show them a grip
But she blinded by the she can't see I'm a pimp
When she told me I looked I didn't feel no pride
All the bitch wanted to do is just my ride

Now bitches a nigga down when he step to the bar
ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch who the you think you are, by far
They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna my car

Look a nigga up and down like he a
But they ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car
But who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car

Oh yeah, these hoes they cute in skin-tight catsuits
that they body's too boomin to dispute
But pussy is the of all drama
An attribute put up in they by they momma

Oh yeah, I'ma tell it like it is, I sees how it goes
Niggaz talkin' 'bout, how passin' these hoes 'round
But y'all trickin', them hoes me
Fools y'all ain't Goldy, in a goodie but an oldie

dollars there, a hundred dollars here
You brought the bitch a and all her homegirls a beer
homeboys lookin for ya, but yo' ass gone
You left your niggaz at the club and all them hoes home

And even fuck, man what the fuck
If you want to fuck then get the fuck up out the truck
You know what I I ain't showin out Vogues
Just so these hoes can be seen, c'mon you wanna or cut?

Now bitches stare a nigga down he step to the bar
ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch who the you think you are, by far
ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car

When you look at my chrome and you lick lips
It's just I'm rubbin' my dick between your hips
And when you smile and shake ass, my grill smile right back
Bitch I'm the real, that's why I Cadillac

And I'ma fuck you and all yo' friends
Soon as Pimp C come in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint, and LG rims
Color TV, VCR playin X-rated

Of myself, runnin up in beauty
But let me tell y'all niggaz the difference y'all and me
You see, man I can tell all bitch wanted to do
Is just for free and smoke for free

But bitch not me, you better ask them if my name Pimp C
Unless your makin ten thousand dollars a week
The only way I see you sittin in my seat, you bitch!

Now bitches a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch who the fuck you you are, by far
They ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car

Look a nigga up and like he a superstar
But ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car
But who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna my car

Now bitches stare a down when he step to the bar
They ain't trippin' on me, wanna fuck my car
But who the fuck you think you are, by far
They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna my car

Look a nigga up and down like he a
But they ain't trippin' on me, wanna fuck my car
But bitch who the you think you are, by far
They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna my car