[Intro]
Check it out, 1996
Bitches still suckin on dicks
Hoes just... trippin mayne
Choosin they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you holdin
[Chorus]
[B] Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step to the
bar
[C] They ain't trippin on me, they wanna fuck my car
[B] But bitch who the fuck you think you are, by far
[C] They ain't trippin on me, they wanna fuck my car
[B] Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
[C] But they ain't trippin on me, they wanna fuck my
car
[B] But bitch who the fuck you think you are, by far
[C] They ain't trippin on me, they wanna fuck my car
[Bun B]
Ay C keep yo' eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block, showin cock, traffic
stoppers
Lookin good spendin some nigga G's
