Too Short - ***** My Car Lyrics
Lets go ridin, sidin, whippin and dippinI know its my car *****,You aint trippinits your favorite color, on a lovely dayYou let me reach right over,And rub on your legIm sayin all kind of shit, to make you smilePut your seatbeat on, causeI be drivin wildyou thinkIm like them other niggaz,I just wanna *****But I like to get money and get my dick suckedI aint your average everyday little hoe niggaAnd I can see through you ***** youse a gold diggertellin me stories,About the richest manBut Im too $hort baby, the *****s pimpI come a long way from young and done the certified playerI get what I want, and ima holler at you laterIf you aint got game you might thinkIm a trickdont play yourself girl you wont get no dickI take you right back home so you can be witcha manI know you sucker mother*****ers wont understandSee me with a ***** and say I floss too hardThese hoes aint trippin on me, they wanna ***** my carNow whether on the strip, or in the barIf you put your mind to it, you might get farNo need to be a player or a superstarShe aint trippin on you shed rather ***** your carShe could care less about a real manAll she wants is a man with the meal planPick her up in the benz and hope she get to itEvery day is halloween hoe, trick or treatI throw your ass in the trunk with a bag of ratsDrop you off at kaiser like they did in the mackI know youre broke, fantasizing like mariahget a grip on my bumper,Rub your clit on my tireYou can ride on top or wrap your legs around the frameBut if you get in this car you gonna respect this gameandIm knowin that, I hope you know it tooOnly real pimps know what Im goin throughIts a daily mission, controllin these *****esUphold the pimpin, never start sympinGot the cleanest drop caddy for your eyes to seeSo cmon ***** and take a ride with meNow Im about big blocks, drop topsWhite guts ending with much knockGot loot but dough aint even trippin on itGot keys, to three hundred zs, knowin these *****esNow whether on the strip, or in the barIf you put your mind to it, you might get farNo need to be a player or a superstarShe aint trippin on you shed rather ***** your carI gave you a ride for some head cause my dick was softBut if you aint widdit ima drop you offI got hoes all around me all day and nightAnd yo little *****s just way too tightFor a big black dick like mine to slide inI take my mother*****in time and ride itCause aint no punk *****es where Im fromThey like to suck niggaz dicks, and make us cumSo get butt-***** let me slap that assPlay with them titties while I tap that assSlam your face in the pillow, and arch that backHave you lovin this dick like its made of crackcocaine,And you know that costsCant ***** for free you got to pay the bossHundred dollar bills *****i break your ass and wont feel shitCause pimpin, pimpin, thats my gameI got it from the o where it always rainspimp game, now its time to rollAnd take my hoes down to the hoe strollNow whether on the strip, or in the barIf you put your mind to it, you might get farNo need to be a player or a superstarShe aint trippin on you shed rather ***** your carYou aint slammin doors like me causeIm the coldest mackFrom a brand new benz to my old school llacYou aint never gon stop my pimpin styleits like two plus two, can you figure it out?You say, what fo,I say thats rightYou know the answer nigga pimpin for lifeWhats a trick to a hoe, some dope to a fiendWhats a bag of weed if the shit aint greenYou say the game is forever, well so am iYou only got two choices *****, hoe or dienow speak up, you better say somethinBefore I turn your ass back into a pumpkinCause aint no mother*****in fairy talesOnly freaky tales, and I tell em so well *****Now get your ass in the cardont play me too closeI wont pimp you too hardNow whether on the strip, or in the barIf you put your mind to it, you might get farNo need to be a player or a superstarShe aint trippin on you shed rather ***** your car (repeat 2x)