Bitch Get In My Car Lyrics

Uh huh, yeah, uh huhh, yeah

I’m a straight guerilla wit it, cold hearted killa wit it
Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it, I make it hot
Motherf**kas freeze up when I come through
Mac 10 32 shot clip in my snorkel

I might smile and say what's up but I don’t f**k wit you niggas
My rap money slow up, I run up on u niggas, I'm on the edge
I'm just waiting on a nigga to push me
Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at pus*y?

We ain't buddys, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
Some 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 l'm a playa till the motherf**kin' end

I got no pick up lines, I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time, bitch get in my car, bitch get in
Got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes and when I open that door
Bitch get in my car

Don't tell me you don't know that, l'm the shit
Man you betta watch your gurl, man
I leave with your bitch, I ain't standing these hoes
Man I'm about my paper

If your bitch really 'bout it, nigga l'm gon' take her
Back seat of my jeep, f**k till I f**k up her make-up
Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob
Tell her if she like me, she should keep me icy

My game f**k with a bitch brain till she think she wifey
Spend her life savings in a day 'cause she likes me
Commitment for me? Ah, nah, not likely
When I with Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin'
But then the next week, nah man it was nothing

I got no pick up lines, I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time, bitch get in my car, bitch get in
Got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes and when I open that door
Bitch get in my car

I got no pick up lines, I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time, bitch get in my car, bitch get in
Got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes and when I open that door
Bitch get in my

Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes neva lie
They bloodshot red, it's ganja in my system l'm high
First its pain when you lust for my love
Then it’s smooth and calm, feel the rush like the needles in your arm

It’s a cold world baby girl, lovin' me is not enough
Find out when you f**kin' broke, love won’t get you on the bus
Man you should see the pretty bitches that be s*xin' me
They s*ck cock to 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 mouth's full baby huh?
My conversation's so deep, I get in your head
Next thing you know, you yawnin' turnin' over and l'm in your bed

I got no pick up lines, I stay on the grind
I tell the hoes all the time, bitch get in my car, bitch get in
Got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes and when I open that door
Bitch get in my car

Quit playin' bitch get in you know
Ya wanna ride wit a nigga 50 Cent
G-G-G Unit

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