Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck My Car

Check it out, 1996, bitches suckin on dicks
Hoes just mayne
Choosin, they men by what cars they drive
What kinda keys you

Now bitches a nigga down when he step to the bar
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

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

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

Dress above they knees, and G-strings up the ass
Man I let 'em pass
So, me where can I find 'em
they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now bitches stare a down when he step to the bar
They ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car
But who the fuck 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 like I'm rubbin' my dick between your
And you smile and shake your 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, butter and LG
Color TV, VCR playin X-rated

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

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

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

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

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

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