Lyric Get In My Car
[Intro]
Uhhhhh
Yeah
Uhhhhh
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I m a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it
Any nigga gettin outta line can get it
I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through
Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up but I don t fuck with you niggas
My rap money slow up, I ll run up on you niggas
I m on the edge, I m just waitin on a nigga to push me
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin at pussy
We ain t buddies, we ain t partners and we damn sure ain t friends
So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims
If your bitch wanna roll, I ma let her get in
I don t play but I m a playa till the mothafuckin end [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
[Verse 2]
Don t tell me you don t know that, uhh I m the shyiiit
Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch
I ain t shiting these hoes, man I m bout my paper
If your bitch really bout it nigga I m gon take her
Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make up
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey
My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me
Committment for me, uhh nah not likely
When I with Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin
But then the next week, nah man it was nothin [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
[Verse 3]
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie
They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I m high
First its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm
Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm
Its a cold world baby girl, lovin me is not enough
Find out when you fuckin broke, love won t get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin me
They suck cock that make em hot, I just let em stand next to me
Hundred percent thug, freak too, I ll taste your love
69 s the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh?
My conversations so deep, I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin , turnin over and I m in the bed [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
[Outro]
Hahaha
Quit playin bitch get it
You know you wanna ride with a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
[Gunshots]
Uhhhhh
Yeah
Uhhhhh
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I m a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it
Any nigga gettin outta line can get it
I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through
Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel
I might smile and say whats up but I don t fuck with you niggas
My rap money slow up, I ll run up on you niggas
I m on the edge, I m just waitin on a nigga to push me
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin at pussy
We ain t buddies, we ain t partners and we damn sure ain t friends
So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims
If your bitch wanna roll, I ma let her get in
I don t play but I m a playa till the mothafuckin end [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
[Verse 2]
Don t tell me you don t know that, uhh I m the shyiiit
Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch
I ain t shiting these hoes, man I m bout my paper
If your bitch really bout it nigga I m gon take her
Backseat of my jeep, fuck till I fuck up her make up
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey
My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey
Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me
Committment for me, uhh nah not likely
When I with Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin
But then the next week, nah man it was nothin [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
[Verse 3]
Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie
They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I m high
First its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm
Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm
Its a cold world baby girl, lovin me is not enough
Find out when you fuckin broke, love won t get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin me
They suck cock that make em hot, I just let em stand next to me
Hundred percent thug, freak too, I ll taste your love
69 s the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh?
My conversations so deep, I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin , turnin over and I m in the bed [gunshots]
[Chorus x2]
I got no pickup lines
I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time
Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in)
I got my 64, ridin on Dayton spokes
And when I open that do
Bitch get in my car
[Outro]
Hahaha
Quit playin bitch get it
You know you wanna ride with a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
[Gunshots]
