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Gucci Mane

Car Smell

 

Car Smell

(album: Money, Pounds, Ammunition - 2013)


[Verse 1:]
Hey if I'm flying down 20
Then it's purple what I use
4 till I drive it then I throw that bitch a coupe
Throw stupid car alarm I know every spot to do it
Ain't no talking in my car
Bitch that's what that new is
For that kush smell, you would stop
Thank the cop, handicapped
Now a nigga my roofie gone
Sister got me picky 'cause I'm 4 how I used to roll
Chevy black and white like the I love Lucy
Throw me up out the way
I think I brought the 40 way
Get uncle said Jay 'cause it take all my money
Partner frontin, grinding in that phantom on black
In that 5 50 K with the camera in the back of the benz baby

[Hook:]
Here baby
Not a lesson, popping out your free baby
It's quite impressive
I point it out of my rims baby now I'm flexin
Talk the whole of in those heels baby
Now she naked
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
Night over night but I earn my stripe feel like Garfield
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells

[Verse 2:]
Crystal Lewis my shoes
4 neons on the coupe
Your bitch make a bootie boo
She scan this, I scan this
Can suck and fuck me in the coupe
These countdowns ain't count start
I made that kind of move
My satellite get not allowed
Had to tell the bitch be cool
You know you're free my boo
You love to love and you love the smell
Got the hundred band in the coupe
500 a pound said muff for real
Got dope for sell for the puff
And this shit I do ain't new to me
I got alot bitch I'm a stu
I barge and I drop it at her shoe
Fetch it, bitch tell me what to do
Part I drone feel alone,
Bank account got semi on
Gotta keep my eyes on yo
Your bitch weaving don't swerv it

[Hook:]
Here baby
Not a lesson, popping out your free baby
It's quite impressive
I point it out of my rims baby now I'm flexin
Talk the whole of in those heels baby
Now she naked
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells
Night over night but I earn my stripe feel like Garfield
She wanna fuck me 'cause she love the way my car smells

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