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Fuck My Car

UGK

Ridin' Dirty

100

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Check it out, 1996 Bitches still suckin' on dicks Hoes is... trippin', mayne Choosin' they men by what kinda cars they drive What kinda keys you holdin'... [Hook] [Bun B] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the bar [Pimp C] They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car [B] But bitch who the fuck you think you are, by far [C] They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car [B] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar [C] But they ain't trippin' on me, they wanna fuck my car [B] But bitch who the fuck you think you are, by far [C] They ain't trippin 'on me, they wanna fuck my car [Bun B] Aye C keep yo' eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers Daisy Dukes out on the block, showin cock, traffic stoppers Lookin good spendin some nigga G's Nails by Vietnamese, {?}, lookin like they worth G's Dress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass Man I never let 'em pass So tell me where can I find 'em With they nigga or in that candy Cadillac right behind him [Pimp C] Bitches tellin me "C yo' dick grand." All she wanna do is ride Su-bur-ban Put her ass on the leather, and rub the wood See we got boppers in Texas oh man that pussy look good So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip But she blinded by the candy she can't see I'm a pimp When she told me I looked good I didn't feel no pride All the bitch wanted to do is just fuck my ride [Hook] [Bun B] Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits Assumin' that they body's too boomin' to dispute But pussy is the root of all drama An attribute put up in they head by they momma Oh yeah I'mma tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down Niggas talkin 'bout, how they passin these hoes 'round But y'all trickin, them hoes told me Fools y'all ain't Goldy, ridin' in a goodie but an oldie Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here You brought the bitch a drink and all her homegirls a beer Your homeboys lookin for ya, but yo' ass gone You left your niggas at the club and took ALL them hoes home And didn't even fuck, MAN WHAT THE FUCK?! "If you didn't want to fuck then get the fuck up out the truck!" You know what I mean? I ain't showin out hoes Just so these hoes can be seen, c'mon you wanna fuck or cut? [Hook] - first 1/2 [Pimp C] When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips It's just like I'm rubbin' my dick between your hips And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back Bitch I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac And I'mma fuck you and fuck ALL yo' friends Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz With burgundy paint, butter and AMG rims Color TV, VCR playin X-rated films Of myself, runnin' up in beauty queens But let me tell y'all niggas the difference between y'all and me You see, man I can tell all that bitch wanted to do Is just ride for free and smoke for free But bitch not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C Unless your pussy makin' ten thousand dollars a week The only way I see you sittin' in my passenger seat, you bitch! [Hook] - 2X
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