[Silkk] 
All because of my car 
All because of my car 
All because of my car 
 
[Mo B. Dick] 
I'm in my car, cruisin to the beat 
Trippin off, off these money hungry freaks 
Wanna be down, wit a super star 
Cuz you know I got money an a cold blooded car 
 
[Chorus] 
Must be the Beamer (Must be the Beamer)  
Thats turning you on 
Must be the Benz (Must be the Benz)  
I ain't takin you home 
{All because of my car} 
 
Must be the Cruiser (Must be the Cruiser)  
Got you flaggin me down 
Must be the Rover (Must be the Rover)  
Makes you wanna be around 
{All because of my car} 
 
[Silkk the Shocker] 
I hits an run like an accident 
Mr. hit em fast an slow is back again 
If you don't believe me go an ask a friend 
I got more hoes than the O-Zone 
I hits em wit they close on  
(Why's that Silkk?)  
So they can go home 
I rolls up on a bucket, she got a man 
But when I rolls up in a Benz, das when she hops in 
An thas how its gon' happen to her 
I don't mean to be like mackin to her or rappin to her 
But I'm jus askin to her 
Now back up in the days I run game on em 
They wanna play games so I bought a Lexus from my homie 
An the next day after that, game don't stop 
(Where ya car at) 
I be like man, its in tha shop 
But now I'm on top now 
Put the......top down 
See how many number I can jot down, how many girl I can knock down 
An plus up on my block, now it ain't gon' stop 
Now, since I got a little cash 
Now I dash down the block but I keep my game tight 
When Im in the Rover, I gets the guests the same night 
You try skeezin me, should be try pleasin me 
Alizay to get the draws off easily 
Thas when I switch my game over 
You blame it on a hang over I blame it on the Range Rover 
An I ain't tryin to hear that 
(Oh it's like that, huh?)  
Like that, like that 
 
[Chorus] 
 
[Mo B. Dick] 
When I'm flossin on these ghetto streets 
Can't see how I get stopped by those crooked police 
I can't understand, why they player hate 
An they ask me these question, like how much money I make 
Now it's none of their business, how I make my ends 
An you can't get a piece of my funky dividends 
I guess you could say, I got it goin on 
Cuz I keep seein girlies an they wont leave me alone 
 
[Silkk the Shocker] 
I guess the PD is tryin to see me in the State Pen 
Behind me tryin to run my license plate in 
Im checkin my rear view, but I ain't gon' trip, bruh 
Waitin for me to slip up, show me some ID wit yo' picture 
I guess they wanna see my bank statement 
See how much money that Im makin 
But I guess they just be hatin 
They need to start missin me, stop trippin G 
I guess they mad cuz I got more gold than Mr T 
 
[Mo B. Dick] 
An all these freaks wanna get in my gangsta ride 
Cuz I got it front to back, an side to side 
But I ain't got time 
I gotta do my thang  
An if you wanna front you know I can hang 
Now you know that I never wanna perpetrate 
Cuz y'all playa hate 
you fools better recognize  
That a No Limit Soldier is on the rise 
 
[Chorus] 
 
Must be the Bentley (Must be the Bentley)  
that's turnin you on 
Must be the Lex (Must be the Lexus)  
that's why I'm takin you home 
{All because of my car} 
 
Must be the Caddie (Must be the Caddie)  
got you flaggin me down 
Must be the Cutlass (Must be the Cutlass)  
why you wanna be around  
{All because of my car}
					 
					 
					
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