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
What keys you holdin

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 fuck you 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 wanna my car
But who the fuck you think you are by far
They ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car

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

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

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

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

Now stare a nigga down when he step to the bar
They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna 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 on me, they wanna fuck my car

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

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

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

And didn't even fuck, man the fuck
If you didn't to fuck then get the fuck up out the truck
You what I mean? 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
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

When you at my chrome and you lick your lips
just like 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, why I ride Cadillac

And fuck you and fuck all yo' friends
Soon as Pimp C through in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint, butter and LG
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 all that bitch wanted to do
Is ride for free and smoke for free

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

Now bitches stare a nigga 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 ain't trippin' on me, wanna fuck my car

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

Now bitches stare a nigga down when he to the bar
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 fuck my car

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