Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck My Car

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

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 wanna my car

Look a nigga up and down he a superstar
But they 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

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

Dress they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass
Man I let 'em pass
So, me where can I find 'em
With nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him

tellin' me see yo' dick grand
All she do is ride 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 blinded by the candy she see I'm a pimp
When she told me I looked good I feel no pride
All the bitch to do is just fuck my ride

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

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

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

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

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

And even fuck, man what the fuck
If you want to fuck then 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 fuck or

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

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

And I'ma fuck you and fuck all yo'
Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600
With burgundy paint, butter and LG
Color TV, VCR playin X-rated

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

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

Now bitches stare a nigga 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 ain't trippin' on me, they wanna 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 fuck you you are, by far
They ain't on me, they wanna fuck my car

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

Look a nigga up and down like he a
But they trippin' 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