Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck My Car

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

Now bitches stare a nigga when he step to the bar
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 fuck 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, wanna fuck my car

Ay C keep yo' open for the boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block, showin cock, stoppers
Lookin good spendin some 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 can I find 'em
With they or in that candy Cadillac right behind him

Bitches tellin' me see yo' dick
All she wanna do is Su-bur-ban
Put her ass on the and rub the wood
See we got in Texas oh, man that pussy look good

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

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

Look a nigga up and down he a superstar
But 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 fuck my car

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

Oh yeah, I'ma tell it like it is, I sees how it down
Niggaz 'bout, how they passin' these hoes 'round
But y'all trickin', hoes told me
Fools y'all Goldy, ridin' in a goodie but an oldie

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

And didn't fuck, man what the fuck
If you didn't want to then get the fuck up out the truck
You know what I mean? I showin out Vogues
Just so these hoes can be seen, c'mon you fuck 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 fuck you you are, by far
They trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car

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

And I'ma fuck you and fuck all yo'
Soon as Pimp C come in that 600 Benz
With paint, butter and LG rims
Color TV, VCR playin films

Of myself, up in beauty queens
But let me tell niggaz the difference between y'all and me
You see, man I can tell all that bitch 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 dollars a week
The only way I see you sittin in my 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 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 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 stare a nigga down 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 trippin' on me, they wanna fuck 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 fuck you you are, by far
They trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car