[singing:] You can't love, but I bet ya Yo can't hine yeah [Verse 1:] Here we Gooo The 1st time aroud I left the cars at the house And I put the diamonds
you've done it all When, what used to get you high, don't get you high no more? When you got a lot of cars, don't even drive no more When you're expected
you spend time with your woman and listen It shines more than any baguette diamond can glisten I can't impress you with the cars and the wealth 'Cause any woman with will and drive
sand and shit When it's said and done you gunna understand this shit Your man talking about Hummers and little cars That only fit in his little house
see up in lennox square i dont know about u but i miss the freaknic 'cause thats where my city use to be real sick people from other cities use to drive
it jingle for me baby Touch it down to the floor Pick it up and let's go See I walk through the club wit my Prada on Valet to da keys 'cause the cars
,much clientele And whatever you need,they probably sell The high rollers Oh yes,I'm here to tell you females also roll Drive the same cars,somethimes
Sex I the morning, sex at night, sex in the afternoon's alright Ain't a man on earth, that can stay alive Without a sex drive Sex Sex Sexy I was in
in here I'mma do a dance in my vicky way, look at here How you want it, Daddy, just let Mommy know I'm bouncing on that thing like I'm driving on the
've got the Rolly on my arm And I'm pouring Chandon And I roll the best weed 'Cause I got it going on I'm a Bad Boy wit a lotta ho's Drive my own cars
go again Just spent a hundred of that brown paper bag money, all on timbs And the bad *** all on him 'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign The
family And flat tires called jacks but if you have a spare called determination And an engine called perseverance, with insurance called faith And the drive
don't stop, sure shot Go out to the parking lot And you get in your car and you drive real far And you drive all night and then you see a light And it
I won't stop. They want me in the ground, but I won't stop. 'Til I'm dead, man, I won't stop. No. Yeah, i think they mad 'cause I'm driving in the
It's okay, I'm good Let's go Yeah, yeah, we bring the stars out We bring the women and the cars and the cards out Let's have a toast, a celebration,
all my secrets away My God Amazing that we got this far It's like we're chasing all those stars Who's driving shiny big black cars And everyday I see
's right, from AM to PM Everybody lookin' like stars, all the chicks and the fellas in the bars All of y'all bumpin' this in your cars, from AM to PM