Lyrics:
come from cappin', buyin' cars and trickin' bitches
I ain't tryin' to knock your hustle, homey that ain't cool
But get your money, clean it up and get
option, sir
Just let me go 'cause my license, insurance proper, sir
I'd hate to be on the run for smokin' an officer"
We were bustin' at police before
made insurance
The reason why I pulled you over?
'Cause the way you were swervin', sir, you can't be sober
Have you been drinkin'? Breathe into
made insurance
The reason why I pulled you over?
'Cause the way you were swervin', sir, you can't be sober
Have you been drinkin'? Breathe into
baby like the last shit,
A big car and a bad bitch
Uh, I'm so fly I need my ass kicked,
These niggas ballin' by accident.
Keep talking make em'
away
You need a car with good tyres on it
The right place to eat barbecue
A heavy duty set of jumper cables
No holes in your walkin' shoes
The main
baby like the last shit,
A big car and a bad bitch
Uh, I'm so fly I need my ass kicked,
These niggas ballin' by accident.
Keep talking make em'
baby like the last s***,
A big car and a bad b****
Uh, I'm so fly I need my a** kicked,
These n****s ballin' by accident.
Keep talking make em'
away
You need a car with good tires on it
The right place to eat barbecue
A heavy duty set of jumper cables
And no holes in you walkin shoes
rings, cars, and furs
But alas, alack
Like a stab in the back
She found out they were not hers
[Chorus]
He got mixed up with a Maisie
He got
of communication and
I knew I could sing from being
In tune with the radio
I would listen to whatever my
Mom played in the car
The big divas: Whitney, Mariah, Celine
a car now
Ah wow, how'd ya get a car?
Oh, my folks drove it up here from the Bahamas
You're kidding
I must be, the Bahamas are islands- okay,
a car now
Ah wow, how'd ya get a car?
Oh, my folks drove it up here from the Bahamas
You're kidding
I must be, the Bahamas are islands- okay,
And tonight you're the loser, I hope she got Aveno
I hope the game got life insurance 'cause I'mma kill it
And all you wack-ass rap niggas dying with it
I'm
jail for a crime, made bail and I paid the fine
My lawyer charged me high ass prices,
DNV, bout to take my license
Insurance, is going up, and when I
left me the car (wait for you to die)
You know (uh)
Did they have life insurance? (uh)
Who goin' to pay for the funeral? (uh)
(They wait for you
ducking thе state
I ain't even havе no insurance
I thought I was straight
Until I got pulled over
Luckily it was some bullshit, not the za
They ain't smell
insurance on ya brand new truck
Mama need food in the icebox
And I need some new Jordan with some white sock
Bout to rob Peter, to pay Paul
The ghetto got me
away
You need a car with good tires on it
The right place to eat barbecue
A heavy duty set of jumper cables
And no holes in you walkin' shoes
Fucked with passion
Fuck you bitch, I got my car fixed
And now I’m smashin’ but really
My engine works don’t keep flashin’
"A horrific crash caught
had insurance in years
But I'll turn the wheels, the music fuck up your ears
Snatch some mo twenty-sixes, give you mo shit to go whisper
I have 'em
and a bag from the room
it took a minute, boom
hopped into the car
we drove away in a zoom
I assume doom
as we were drivin' on the gravel
at any given minute
call the shots
Put a business in my name, life insurance on my flesh
Cause the only thing that comes with life with certainty is death
Own the masters
the world
When a man's car breaks down
This is such a bad day
Makes me look like a clown
This is the worst pain in the world
When a man's car breaks down
This
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