Get In My Car歌词

Uh huhhh.....
Yeah.....
Uh huhhh....
Yeah
I’m a straight guerilla wit it
Cold hearted killa wit it
Any ******* gettin outta line can get it
I make it hot
Mother*******as freeze up when I come through
Mac 10 32 shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up
But I don’t ******* wit you *******s
My rap money slow up
I run up on u *******s
Im on the edge
Im just waiting on a ******* to push me
Put my hand on my strap
What u lookin at ************?
We aint buddys, we aint partners, and we damn sure aint friends
Some much chrome on my Benz you see ya face in my rims
If your ************ wanna roll, I'ma let her get in
I don’t play, but im a playa til the mother****** end
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
************ get in my car(************ get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
************ get in my car
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
************ get in my car(************ get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
************ get in my car
dont tell me you dont know that uhh
i'm the ************iit
Man you betta watch your gurl, man
I leave with your ************
I aint standing these hoes, man Im about my paper
If your ************ really bout it, ******* im gon' take her
Back seat of my jeep
******* til I ******* up her makeup
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me, she should keep me icy
My game ******* with a ************ brain till she think she wifey
Spend her life savings in a day cause she likes me
Commi**ent for me?
Ah,nah, not likely
When I with Vivica
I Thought I was onto somethin
But then the next week, nah man it was nothing
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
************ get in my car(************ get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
************ get in my car
I got no pick up lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
************ get in my car(************ get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
************ get in my car
Look into the windows of my soul
The eyes neva lie
They bloodshot red
Its ganja in my system im high
First its pain when you lust for my love
Then it’s smooth and calm
Feel the rush like the needles in your arm
It’s a cold world baby girl
Lovin me is not enough
Find out when you ****** broke
Love won’t get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty ******* that be ***in me
They suck ******* to make em hot
I just let em stand next to me
hundred percent thug
Freak too I'll taste your love
69's the position
Your mouth's full baby huh?
My conversation's so deep
I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin
Turnin over and im in your bed
I got no pick up lines I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
************ get in my car(************ get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
************ get in my car
I got no pick up lines I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
************ get in my car(************ get in)
Got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
and when I open that door
************ get in my car
Quit playin ************ get in
you know ya wanna ride wit a *******
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G Unit

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