Yo [Verse 1: T-Pain] Suicide doors, naw that was last year Got suicide hoes butt-naked under my cashmere Drinking full throttle, pulling half a gear Two-wheel drive
and I'm everybody Problem Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines I got Phil knight talkin about "How you got Them? " Let's talk about the cars ya'll got You
is I channel my aggression with no cable or antenna, Just intentions to impress you if capable, Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you, Cars, nothing I drive can drive
over here Makin money everywhere We got hella money We get hella doe We got hella hunnys We get hella hoes Hey! [Verse 1:] 745 outside Rims hella big When I drive
stay draped in VVS diamonds, VS1's And we don't tolerate jackers, we take jackers to Vietnam Sunday night is well connected, with Big Steve and Captain Jack Tuesday night we at the rocks, with ten cars
leave a mark Don't wanna hear them scream I wanna lie in my wet dream Don't wanna go too far Don't wanna drive my car Don't wanna die too soon
are a finished scheme our hope i don't see riots this day is a laugh me a star ain't tryin' to see no fuckin' police cars that's the only drawback when i drive
on fast forward Flight gear my underwear be costed, like charts Serves like... chill what you so polite for? But serves these fans and these fans is who I write for It ain't by cars
cause you made it this far with pushing on your made of stars! oh, oh, oh! these kids are stalking, and all we do is .. spending a fortune on cars like
't mind doing for you in public, you let me touch it and rub it, But I don't love you (Aw no) I let her drive the whip, Stay over, call her girlfriends
hot cars, bank rose, fuck the laws Get it boys, got the ball, chicks taint? ya top star Thugss bust (buckbuckbuck)ya block star, Stripes yeah, we got cars
tryin to sue me forget about friends and family you the one that knew me. The way you smile at me keep me feelin alright, this ain?t about fur, fancy cars
Ice chain Ice watch gettin at these bitches [verse 1 - chingy] Im the wrong balla to flex with Diamond stud earings and neckless And my truck on 26's driving
which sits in my good things brain layin' the tracks to Nirvana I wanna mess it up Tabla Rosa is my brain don't have to guess just what I'm sayin' don't mean to bug or drive
I done so far but I carve a niche with sits in my good things brain layin' the tracks like a loco mo spark the Jay Tabla Rosa is my brain don't mean to bug or drive
Satellite's gone Up to the sky Things like that drive me Out of my mind I watched it for a little while I love to watch things on TV Oh...satellite
wanted to But you don't know how much pain it took To put that cash up for your goods I See your suit behind the bar You can't even drive the cars Sometimes
nigga Im an ape nigga a gorilla in the mist I hold weight nigga my connect gots bricks I wear gold you wear platinum we still got the same cars Same house