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Silkk The Shocker F/ Mo B. Dick, Pure Passion Miscellaneous My Car [Silkk] All because of my car All because of my car All because of my car [Mo B. Dick] I'm in my car, cruisin to the beat Trippin off, off these money hungry freaks Wanna be down, wit a super star Cuz you know I got money an a cold blooded car [Chorus] Must be the Beamer (Must be the Beamer) Thats turning you on Must be the Benz (Must be the Benz) I ain't takin you home {All because of my car} Must be the Cruiser (Must be the Cruiser) Got you flaggin me down Must be the Rover (Must be the Rover) Makes you wanna be around {All because of my car} [Silkk the Shocker] I hits an run like an accident Mr. hit em fast an slow is back again If you don't believe me go an ask a friend I got more hoes than the O-Zone I hits em wit they close on (Why's that Silkk?) So they can go home I rolls up on a bucket, she got a man But when I rolls up in a Benz, das when she hops in An thas how its gon' happen to her I don't mean to be like mackin to her or rappin to her But I'm jus askin to her Now back up in the days I run game on em They wanna play games so I bought a Lexus from my homie An the next day after that, game don't stop (Where ya car at) I be like man, its in tha shop But now I'm on top now Put the......top down See how many number I can jot down, how many girl I can knock down An plus up on my block, now it ain't gon' stop Now, since I got a little cash Now I dash down the block but I keep my game tight When Im in the Rover, I gets the guests the same night You try skeezin me, should be try pleasin me Alizay to get the draws off easily Thas when I switch my game over You blame it on a hang over I blame it on the Range Rover An I ain't tryin to hear that (Oh it's like that, huh?) Like that, like that Chorus [Mo B. Dick] When I'm flossin on these ghetto streets Can't see how I get stopped by those crooked police I can't understand, why they player hate An they ask me these question, like how much money I make Now it's none of their business, how I make my ends An you can't get a piece of my funky dividends I guess you could say, I got it goin on Cuz I keep seein girlies an they wont leave me alone [Silkk the Shocker] I guess the PD is tryin to see me in the State Pen Behind me tryin to run my license plate in Im checkin my rear view, but I ain't gon' trip, bruh Waitin for me to slip up, show me some ID wit yo' picture I guess they wanna see my bank statement See how much money that Im makin But I guess they just be hatin They need to start missin me, stop trippin G I guess they mad cuz I got more gold than Mr T [Mo B. Dick] An all these freaks wanna get in my gangsta ride Cuz I got it front to back, an side to side But I ain't got time I gotta do my thang An if you wanna front you know I can hang Now you know that I never wanna perpetrate Cuz y'all playa hate you fools better recognize That a No Limit Soldier is on the rise Chorus Must be the Bentley (Must be the Bentley) that's turnin you on Must be the Lex (Must be the Lexus) that's why I'm takin you home {All because of my car} Must be the Caddie (Must be the Caddie) got you flaggin me down Must be the Cutlass (Must be the Cutlass) why you wanna be around {All because of my car} |
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