Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck My Car

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

Now bitches stare a 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, wanna fuck my car

Look a nigga up and down like he a
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 wanna my car

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

Dress above 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 Cadillac right behind him

tellin' 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 look

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

Now bitches stare a nigga down 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
They trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car

Look a up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car
But bitch who the 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
Assumin' that they too boomin to dispute
But pussy is the root of all
An put up in they head by they momma

Oh yeah, I'ma tell it like it is, I sees how it goes
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

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

And even fuck, man what the fuck
If you didn't want to fuck get the fuck 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 or cut?

Now bitches stare a nigga down 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, wanna fuck my car

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

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

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

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

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

Now bitches a nigga down when he step to the bar
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

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 ain't trippin' on me, wanna fuck my car