[Hook]
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, thats probably why y’all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, thats probably why y’all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, thats probably why y’all mad
[Verse 1]
You see I’m mean with the 16, yes you are
Got a big old house, bout 50 cars
And the ones I drive, what a hell of a ride
Built for a player when I lean to the side
My shit so dank, my paint is wet
‘Lacs, Impalas, and Corvettes
Wagoners, saggin’ here
Nigga not braggin’ here, but lets be clear
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
So I figured the funk, point blank man this nigga a hoe
Look around, smash down, sit your ass down little class clown
Let me get back on the highway, try my way
This is the fly, way, Mass appeal, cash the deal
Never will I motherfuckin’ crash the wheel
Pass the feel, the tank with the drank in the cup
Look baby girl, thats whats up
Slide by my side bitch house in the cut
With my 9 by side when I side in the cut
I shake I shook in, peep out the window, niggas still lookin’
When in doubt, flash that 9 get in and out
Take my time while dippin’ out, then bang my set while spinnin’ out
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, thats probably why y’all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, thats probably why y’all mad
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
My bitches, they bad, thats probably why y’all mad
[Verse 1]
You see I’m mean with the 16, yes you are
Got a big old house, bout 50 cars
And the ones I drive, what a hell of a ride
Built for a player when I lean to the side
My shit so dank, my paint is wet
‘Lacs, Impalas, and Corvettes
Wagoners, saggin’ here
Nigga not braggin’ here, but lets be clear
My cars, they hot, my paint is wet
So I figured the funk, point blank man this nigga a hoe
Look around, smash down, sit your ass down little class clown
Let me get back on the highway, try my way
This is the fly, way, Mass appeal, cash the deal
Never will I motherfuckin’ crash the wheel
Pass the feel, the tank with the drank in the cup
Look baby girl, thats whats up
Slide by my side bitch house in the cut
With my 9 by side when I side in the cut
I shake I shook in, peep out the window, niggas still lookin’
When in doubt, flash that 9 get in and out
Take my time while dippin’ out, then bang my set while spinnin’ out
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