50 Cent - Get In My Car lyrics

[Intro]

Uhhhhh

Yeah

Uhhhhh

Yeah

[Verse 1]

I'm a straight guerrilla with it, cold hearted killa wit it

Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it

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

Mac-10, thirty two shot clip in my snorkel

I might smile and say whats up but I don't fuck with you niggas

My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you niggas

I'm on the edge, I'm just waitin' on a nigga to push me

Put my hand on my strap, what you lookin' at pussy

We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends

So 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 I'm a player till the mothafuckin' 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, ridin' on Dayton spokes

And when I open that do'

Bitch get in my car

[Verse 2]

Don't tell me you don't know that, uh I'm the shyiiit

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

I ain't shitting these hoes, man I'm bout my paper

If your bitch really bout it nigga I'm gon' take her

Backseat 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 icey

My game fuck with a bitch brain till she think she wifey

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

Commitment from me, uh nah not likely

When I with Vivica, I thought I was onto somethin'

But then the next week, nah man it was nothin' [gunshots]

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]

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

They blood shot red, its gaunja in my system, I'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, 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 that 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 mouths full baby huhhhh?

My conversations so deep, I get in your head

Next thing you know, you yawnin', turnin' over and I'm in the bed [gunshots]

[Chorus x2]

[Outro]

Hahaha

Quit playin' bitch get it

You know you wanna ride with a nigga

50 Cent

G-G-G-G-G-Unit

[Gunshots]