My Car (Explicit) - Silkk The Shocker/Mo B. Dick/Pure Passion
All because of my car
All because of my car
All because of my car
I'm in my car
Cruising to the beat
Tripping off off these
Money hungry freaks
Wanna be down
Wit a super star
Cuz you know I got
Money an a cold blooded car
Must be the Beamer
That's turning you on
Must be the Benz
I ain't taking you home
All because of my car
Must be the Cruiser
Got you flagging me down
Must be the Rover
Makes you wanna be around
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 gone happen to her
I don't mean to be like
Macking to her or rapping to her
But I'm jus asking 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 gone stop
Now since I got a little cash
Now I dash down the block
But I keep my game tight
When I'm in the Rover
I gets the guests the same night
You try skeezing me
Should be try pleasing 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 trying to hear that
Oh it's like that huh
Like that like that like that
Must be the Beamer
That's turning you on
Must be the Benz
I ain't taking you home
All because of my car
Must be the Cruiser
Got you flagging me down
Must be the Rover
Makes you wanna be around
When I'm flossing 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 going on
Cuz I keep seeing girlies
An they won't leave me alone
I guess the PD is trying
To see me in the State Pen
Behind me trying to
Run my license plate in
I'm checking my rear view
But I ain't gone trip bruh
Waiting for me to slip up
Show me some ID wit your picture
I guess they wanna
See my bank statement
See how much money
That I'm making
But I guess they
Just be hating
They need to start
Missing me stop tripping G
I guess they mad cuz
I got more gold than Mr T
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
Must be the Bentley
That's turning you on
Must be the Lexus
I'm taking you home
All because of my car
Must be the Caddie
Got you flagging me down
Must be the Cutlass
Why you wanna be around
All because of my car