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The Coup
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Cars & Shoes
Lyricist:Riley Raymond Lawrence
Now if ya gettin' in my car, don't sit down right away 'Cause my passenger seat tilts sideaways And don't even try to lean the shit back The whole damn thang'll fall off the track
Stick your hand out and signal for a right My window's stuck plus, I got a broken turn light Naw I ain't dippin', sometimes I get a stuck brake Got my rear view attached with some duct tape
Keep yo' knee right there I'm tryna keep that glove compartment closed playa The seatbelt don't work, just tie it round your waist If you crash through the window, just cover your face
The radio gets one station on AM, it's Chinese But if you listed, you could catch what they sayin' Stop complainin', I heard what you said So what the seat spring poked you in the leg?
Didn't know it stabbed you but what you stompin' fo'? You finna put yo' foot through that hole in the flo' Now what you say, you gonna sue me? Aw, because the baby, hurt his leg and got a booby?
Now your feelings hurt, you wanna get up out my shit Cool motherfucker, here you go, get yo' kicks You need to act a little older If you want that do' to open you, gon' have to use yo' shoulder
Get the fuck up out fool, you lose, why? My car is better than yo' shoes
Now, if you get in my bucket, baby You gotta sit on the flo' And I ain't go no license you know I'm tryin a duck the po', po'
Now, if you get in my bucket, baby You gotta sit on the flo' And I ain't go no license you know I'm tryin a duck the po', po'
See me in the town, you might think I'm a star Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Every three months in a different car Like the other day in a '81 Datsun Wit' my alternator rollin' shotgun
Or in the fall in a '88 Seville Pushin' it wit my foot, down the hill Once I did a job, the lady didn't wanna pay me So she offered me a hoop tie instead, I said maybe
'Cause it looked like it went through a war Missin' a door, three out of four Ain't bad but is it safe to drive? I'll wait 'til payday, then make it live
Fixed the beat first 'cause that's my choice A bucket wit' the beat look like a Rolls Royce Next week it broke down on the Bay Bridge And lemme tell you that motherfucker dang-ress
Had a hun'ed, so I hit the auction block off Got a seven six Pinto wit' some knock offs Catchin' buses be gettin' me to work late And you know that slow down my pay rate
Down to zero No alignment make it kinda hard to steer though They need to pay me for all these adventures Tell 'em to my grandkids when I got dentures
Makin' a buck really costs a buck fiddy It's only that cheap if yo' cars shitty Motherfuckers laughin' but it beats the AC transit blues Shit, my car is better than my shoes
Now, if you get in my bucket, baby You gotta sit on the flo' And I ain't go no license you know I'm tryin a duck the po', po'
Now, if you get in my bucket baby You gotta sit on the flo' And I ain't go no license you know I'm tryin a duck the po', po'
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