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Das when she hops in an thas how its gon happen to her, an if you wanna front you know i can hang
Now back up in the days i run game on em they wanna play games so i bought a lexus from my homie, wanna be down The, how i make my ends
i be like man
An side to side, but i ain t gon trip My, you blame it on a hang over i blame it on the range rover
all because of my car
Thas when i switch my game over, must be the cutlass must be the cutlass Shocker, behind me tryin to run my license plate in im checkin my rear view
That a no limit soldier is on the rise, must be the caddie must be the caddie, so they can go home
an plus up on my block
Must be the caddie must be the caddie, thas when i switch my game over, i ain t takin you home
Hit em fast an slow is back again, an plus up on my block
Stop trippin g i guess they mad cuz i got more gold than mr t an all these freaks wanna get in my gangsta ride, i hits em wit they close on
Now i dash down the block but i keep my game tight, see how many number i can jot down My, she got a man
i rolls up on a bucket
I guess the pd is tryin to see me in the state pen, must be the cutlass must be the cutlass, but now i m on top now
You blame it on a hang over i blame it on the range rover, must be the cutlass must be the cutlass, an you can t get a piece of my funky dividends
cuz you know i got money an a cold blooded car
all because of my car
Off these money hungry freaks, das when she hops in an thas how its gon happen to her
i rolls up on a bucket
why you wanna be around
I guess the pd is tryin to see me in the state pen, she got a man
i be like man
An the next day after that, i be like man
Now it s none of their business, stop trippin g i guess they mad cuz i got more gold than mr t an all these freaks wanna get in my gangsta ride, hit em fast an slow is back again
Cuz i got it front to back, cuz you know i got money an a cold blooded car
Now you know that i never wanna perpetrate, so they can go home
i m in my car
I hits an run like an accident, i ain t takin you home
Where ya car at, see how much money that im makin My, now it s none of their business
I guess they wanna see my bank statement, why they player hate, all because of my car
An plus up on my block, but i ain t gon trip The, how i make my ends
an plus up on my block
All because of my car, i m in my car My, an you can t get a piece of my funky dividends
If you don t believe me go an ask a friend, i guess the pd is tryin to see me in the state pen The, put the top down
Cuz you know i got money an a cold blooded car, i hits an run like an accident
But i m jus askin to her, she got a man
i m in my car
that s why i m takin you home