Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck My Car

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

Now bitches stare a down when he step to the bar
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 wanna 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

Ay C keep yo' eyes for the boppers, car hoppers
Dukes out on the block, showin cock, traffic stoppers
Lookin good some nigga G's
Nails by Vietnamese, [unverified], lookin' like they G's

above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass
Man I let 'em pass
So, tell me where can I 'em
With they nigga or in that candy right behind 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 oh, man that pussy look good

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I'ma fuck you and all yo' friends
Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600
burgundy paint, butter and LG rims
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 tell all bitch wanted to do
Is just ride for and smoke for free

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

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

Look a nigga up and like he a superstar
But 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