50 Cent — Get In My Car

[Intro] Uh-huh Yeah Uh-huh Yeah [Verse 1] I'm a straight gorilla with it, cold-hearted killer with it Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it (Yeah) I make it hot, motherfuckers freeze up when I come through Mac-10, 32-shot clip in my snorkel (Uh-huh) I might smile and say, "What's up?" but I don't fuck with you niggas My rap money slow up, I'll run up on you niggas (Woo) I'm on the edge, I'm just waiting on a nigga to push me Put my hand on my strap—what you looking 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 your face in my rims If your bitch wanna roll, I'ma let her get in I don't play, but I'm a playa 'til the motherfucking end [Chorus] I got no pickup lines, I stay on the grind (Uh-huh) I tell the hoes all the time, bitch, get in my car (Bitch, get in) I got my 64, riding on Dayton spokes (Hahaha) And when I open that door, bitch, get in my car I got no pickup lines, I stay on the grind (Uh-huh) I tell the hoes all the time, bitch, get in my car (Bitch, get in) I got my 64, ridin' on Dayton spokes (Hahahaha) And when I open that door, bitch, get in my car [Verse 2] Don't tell me you don't know that, ah—I'm the shit Now, you better watch your girl, man, I leave with your bitch I ain't stunting 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 'til I fuck up her makeup (Uh-huh) Take her to the Diamond District, introduce her to Jacob (Woo) Tell her if she like me, she should keep me icy My game fuck with a bitch brain 'til she think she wifey (Yeah) Spent her life savings in a day, 'cause she likes me Committment from me, uhh... nah, not likely Went out Vivica, I thought I was onto something But then the next week, nah, man, it was nothing (Hahaha) [Chorus] 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, riding on Dayton spokes And when I open that door, bitch, get in my car (Hahaha) I got no pickup lines, I stay on the grind (Uh-huh) I tell the hoes all the time, bitch, get in my car (Bitch, get in) I got my 64, riding on Dayton spokes And when I open that door, bitch, get in my car (Hahaha) [Verse 3] Look into the windows of my soul, the eyes never lie (Uh-huh) They blood shot red, it's ganja in my system, I'm high First it's pain when you lust for love; then, it's smooth and calm Feel the rush, like a needle's in your arm (Uh-huh) It's a cold world, baby girl, loving me is not enough Find out when you fucking broke, love won't get you on the bus (Yeah) Man, you should see the pretty bitches that be sexing me They suck cock; to make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me (Woo) Hundred percent thug, freak, too, I'll taste your love 69's the position, your mouth's full, baby, huh? My conversation's so deep, I get in your head Next thing you know, you yawning, turning over, and I'm in your bed [Chorus] 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, riding on Dayton spokes (Hahaha) And when I open that door, bitch, get in my car I got no pickup lines, I stay on the grind (Uh-huh) I tell the hoes all the time, bitch, get in my car (Bitch, get in) I got my 64, riding on Dayton spokes (Hahaha) And when I open that door, bitch, get in my car [Outro] Hahahaha Quit playing, bitch! Get in You know you wanna ride with a nigga 50 Cent G-G-G-G-G-Unit Hahaha (Gunshots)