Get In My Car
50 Cent
Letra

Álbum: The Massacre ( 2005)

[Intro] 

Uhhhhh 

Yeah 

Uhhhhh 

Yeah 

[Verse 1] 

IÂ´m a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it 

Any  gettinÂ´ outta line can get it 

I make it hot, mothaas freeze up when I come through 

Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel 

I might smile and say whats up but I donÂ´t  with you s 

My rap money slow up, IÂ´ll run up on you s 

IÂ´m on the edge, IÂ´m just waitinÂ´ on a  to push me 

Put my hand on my strap, what you lookinÂ´ at pussy 

We ainÂ´t buddies, we ainÂ´t partners and we damn sure ainÂ´t friends 

So much chrome on my Benz, you see ya face in my rims 

If your bitch wanna roll, IÂ´ma let her get in 

I donÂ´t play but IÂ´m a playa till the mothainÂ´ end [gunshots] 

[Chorus x2] 

I got no pickup lines 

I stay on the grind 

I tell the hoes all the time 

Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in) 

I got my 64, ridinÂ´ on Dayton spokes 

And when I open that doÂ´ 

Bitch get in my car 

[Verse 2] 

DonÂ´t tell me you donÂ´t know that, uhh IÂ´m the shyiiit 

Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch 

I ainÂ´t ?? these hoes, man IÂ´m bout my paper 

If your bitch really bout it  IÂ´m gonÂ´ take her 

Backseat of my jeep,  till I  up her make up 

Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob 

Tell her if she like me she should keep me icey 

My game  with a bitch brain till she think she wifey 

Spent a life savings in a day, cause she likes me 

Committment for me, uhh nah not likely 

One hour, Vivica, I thought I was onto somethinÂ´ 

But then the next week, nah man it was nothinÂ´ [gunshots] 

[Chorus x2] 

I got no pickup lines 

I stay on the grind 

I tell the hoes all the time 

Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in) 

I got my 64, ridinÂ´ on Dayton spokes 

And when I open that doÂ´ 

Bitch get in my car 

[Verse 3] 

Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie 

They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, IÂ´m high 

First its pain when you lust for love, then its smooth and calm 

Feel the rush, like a needles in your arm 

Its a cold world baby girl, lovinÂ´ me is not enough 

Find out when you inÂ´ broke, love wonÂ´t get you on the bus 

Man you should see the pretty bitches that be sexinÂ´ me 

They suck  that make Â´em hot, I just let Â´em stand next to me 

Hundred percent thug, freak too, IÂ´ll taste your love 

69Â´s the position, your mouths full baby huhhhh? 

My conversations so deep, I get in your head 

Next thing you know, you yawninÂ´, turninÂ´ over and IÂ´m in the bed [gunshots] 

[Chorus x2] 

I got no pickup lines 

I stay on the grind 

I tell the hoes all the time 

Bitch get in my car (Bitch get in) 

I got my 64, ridinÂ´ on Dayton spokes 

And when I open that doÂ´ 

Bitch get in my car 

[Outro] 

Hahaha 

Quit playinÂ´ bitch get it 

You know you wanna ride with a  

50 Cent 

G-G-G-G-G-Unit 

[Gunshots]
Letra aÃ±adida por: podercrema (#35.989)