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Something you should know about Muscle Cars Lyrics Title: E-40 - Muscle Cars lyrics Artist: E-40 Lyrics Visitors: 769 visitors have hited Muscle Cars Lyrics since May 27, 2008. [Chorus] [E-40] Not out of the local news paper, but out the AutoTrader Cleaner than virgin coochie, my nigg', one on her Cutlass,playa The beat wrapped monster cables, the speakers thumpin' Trunk soundin' like King Kong and Godzilla back there thumpin' All we do is drank, and get high and petal and push! Organic weed, mystery weed, just purple gush! I cut the the wheelie, on my whip, and filled that bitch up Now my muscle car sittin' high like a monster truck Monster up, suck up to none, don't be no poodle Split his pack open like pack of Top Ramen noodle In the heart of the soil, where you can find me Try me fuck boy, and get your face put on a white tee (white tee) 40, Turf Talk and Keak the Sneak. They maynee' ass voices, and they styles is hekka unique (unique) High speed chases and runnin' lights Water in the duals, make loud glass pipes [Chorus] [Keak Da Sneak] 4 barrel carburator, four speed Trany Dual exhaust dipped in sauce My car is a beast, catch me in the streets side ways Thru the East Side,East Side Boy', crunk like Lil' Jon Show 40, and Mac Keak the last don East Okaland the land of the side show (side show) Richmond, Frisco, to the Valley Jo' I'm ridin' side-a-ways, this way, thata way Doors open, while in traffic Hold the door open, (Hello!) Shittin' on em', no frontin' 455 got me runnin' up on Aston Martins We run from dem on streets, not the freeway B&M shift kit (kirrrk) me and Danny Phea On my celly cell straight lace with no fuckin' 'do Mobbin' in my Ol' School like Lil' Bruce [Chorus] [Turf Talk] Four 15's, beat ya brain Told niggas fuck Rally's, "ride gold one's mayne!" Mother's off candid, don't hate cause I ain't me Race, foo, smoke in yo' face, foo! Super charger, push this botton and my engine start up Pistol tucked Might be pirmiered, but my engine souped up (souped up) Quick to the floor, when you open yours Don't scratch my doors 350, I push heavy Not a Ford (Ford, Ford) it's a Chevy (Chevy, Chevy) First owner, not too many miles on her We rep the BAY, we don't rep California, (IM LYIN) I'm run you for your car note Why you don't got SS's in front of your Monte Carlo? (Monte Carlooo) Residence full of white folks I'ma leave fresh tire marks top of they asphalt [Bridge] You got muscle car? You fuckin' wit them muscle cars? You got muscle car? You fuckin' wit them muscle cars? [Chorus] Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Maybe you are looking for: E-40 - Muscle Cars Lyrics for mp3 E-40 - Muscle Cars Lyric E-40 - Muscle Cars Letras E-40 - Muscle Cars Songtexte E-40 - Muscle Cars Lyrique E-40 - Muscle Cars Testo E-40 - Muscle Cars Referencias Tips to look for free audio clips (Don't use those tips to download illegally. To buy music is always the best way to support your idols) |
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