Bitch Get In My Car Lyrics
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Bitch Get In My Car Lyricsby 50 Cent Buy album CD: The Massacre 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 Motherfuckas 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 fuck 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 pussy? 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 motherfuckin' 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, 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 icy My game fuck 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 fuckin' broke, love won’t get you on the bus Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexin' me They suck 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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