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xanman – car lyrics

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[intro: xanman]
what? uh, yeah, yeah
f-ck you say?
pew, pew, pew, pew, pew
pew, uh, what? what?
i’m in the, pick up the, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse: xanman and goonew]
i’ma shoot like some dice in the bathroom
walk down in a louis v tracksuit
pop an addy, i just gave you the capsule
i got sand, we can stomp on a castle
big gun, n-gga, i got a .50
chopper rock a n-gga, dancing like diddy
took her on a date, she eating like pinky
two chopsticks, i ain’t talking ’bout beni’s
walking with the chopper
pull up on your father
send him to the doctor
o let’s do it, waka flocka
chopper shake, just like maracas
she’s bending over, hey ms. parker
i’m in a q50, no dodge charger
i slide in all black, like i’m a mobster
hol’ xan, we gon’ spin it again
two chopsticks, we gon’ hit at his men
serving auntie, yeah, i serve through the vent
slide on his block, honda with the tint
walk down with the stick, i’ma hit
say you a shooter, n-gga, but you missed
oh that’s an opp! where he at?
oh that’s an opp!
you ain’t been on the block
i deserve to die, you get the drop
real janitors when i got the mop
real stick, better put back that prop
call goon, he gon’ spin on the block
fifty shots coming out of the drac
you a fake shooter, why do you hate?
real shooters, n-ggas looking like jakes
hol’ xan, we gon’ bake him a cake



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