Underground Kingz F..ck My Car
Now bitches stare a nigga down when they step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Hey C keep your eyes open for the boppers car hoppers Daisy dukes out on the block Joe and cock traffic stoppers Lookin' good spendin' some nigga's G's Nails by Vietnamese hair by Micci's Look like they worth G's Dress above the knees jellies And g-strings up they ass man I never let 'em pass So tell me where I can find 'em With that nigga or in that candy cadillac tight behind 'em Bitches tellin' me C your dick grand All she wanna do is ride Suburban Put her ass on the left and rub my wood See we got boppers in Texas so man that pussy look good So I let them hoes ride and showed 'em my grip But she blinded by the candy she can't see I'm a pimp When she told me I look good I didn't feel no pride All a bitch wanna do is just f..ck my ride Now bitches stare a nigga down when they step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Oh yeah these hoes think they cute in skin tight cat suits Assumin' that they body's too boomin' to dispute But pussy is that root of all drama An attribute put up in they head by they mama Oh year I'ma tell it like it is I sees how it goes down Niggas talkin' bout how they passin' these hoes 'round But ya'll trickin' bout these hoes told me Fools ya'll ain't Goldy Ridin' in a goody but a oldie $50 there $100 here You brought the bitch a drink And all the homegirls done did Your homeboys lookin' for 'ya but yo ass gone You left your niggas at the club and took all the hoes home And didn't even f..ck man what the f..ck If you didn't wanna f..ck then get the f..ck up out the truck You know what I mean I ain't showin' off Just so these hoes can be seen Come on you wanna f..ck Now bitches stare a nigga down when they step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips It's just like I'm rubbin' my dick but you ain't hip To when you smile and you shake your ass my grill smile right back Bitch I'm the real that's why I ride Cadillac And I'ma f..ck you and f..ck all your friends Soon as Pimp C come though in that 600 Benz With burgundy paint butter and AMG rims Color t.v. vcr playin' x-rated films Of myself runnin' up in beauty queens But let me tell ya'll niggas the difference Between ya'll and me Ya' see I can tell all that bitch wanted to do Was get rides for free and smoke for free But not me you better ask them hoes is my name Pimp C And let your pussy make $10,000 a week The only way I see you sittin' in my passenger seat Ya' bitch Now bitches stare a nigga down when they step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car Well bitch who the f..ck you think you are by far They ain't trippin' on me they wanna f..ck my car