Fuck My Car chords and lyrics - UGK

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Check it out, 1996
Bitches still sucking on dicks
[F]Hoes just, tripping [Am]man
[Dm]Choosing they men [F]by what kinda
cars they [Am]drive

[Verse 2]
What kinda keys you holding
[Am]
Now bitches stare a nigga down
when he [Dm]step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna [C]fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck you think you a[Dm]re,
by far
They ain't tripping on [E]me,
they wanna [Dm]fuck my car
Look a [Am]nigga up and down like he
a [Dm]superstar
But they ain't [Am]tripping on [Dm]me,
they wanna [C]fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck y[C]ou think you a[Dm]re,
by far
They ain't tripping [E]on me,
they wanna [Dm]fuck my car
Ay C keep [Am]yo' eyes open for the

[Verse 3]
[Dm]
boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block,
showing cock, [Am]traffic stoppers
Looking good spending [Dm]some nigga G's
Nails [Am]by V[E]ietnamese, hair by Mean Ge[Dm]ne,
looking like they worth [Am]G's
Dress above they knees,
jellies and G- strings up the ass
Man I never let 'em pass
So tell me where can I find 'em
With they nigga or in that candy
Cadillac right behind him

[Verse 4]
Bitches telling me see [Dm]yo' dick grand
All she wanna do is ride Su- bur- ban
[Am]Put her ass on the leath[C]er,
[Dm]and rub the wood
[Am]See we got [E]boppers in Texas
oh man that [Dm]pussy look good
So I [Am]let them hoes ride and
I [Dm]show them a grip
But she blinded by the candy
she can't see I'm a [Am]pimp
When she told me I looked
[C]good I didn't [Dm]feel no pride
All the [Am]bitch wanted to [Dm]do
is just fuck my ride
[Am]Now bitches stare a nigga down when he

[Verse 5]
[Dm]
step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck you
[C]think you [Dm]are, by far
They ain't [E]tripping on me,
they wanna [Dm]fuck my car
Look a [Am]nigga up and down like he
a [Dm]superstar
But they ain't tripping on me,
they wanna fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck y[C]ou think you a[Dm]re,
by far
They ain't [E]tripping on me,
they wanna [Dm]fuck my car
Oh yeah [Am]these hoes think they cute in

[Verse 6]
[Dm]
skin- tight catsuits
Assuming that they body's too
booming to dis[Am]pute
But pussy is the root of all [Dm]drama
An attribute [Am]put up in they
[E]head by [Dm]they momma
Oh yeah I'mma [Am]tell it like it is,
I [Dm]sees how it goes down
Niggas talking 'bout,
how they [C]passing these [Am]hoes 'round
But y'all tricking, them hoes [Dm]told me
Fools y'all ain't [Am]Goldy,
[E]riding in a [Dm]goodie but [Am]an oldie
Fifty dollars there, a hun[Dm]dred
dollars here
You brought the bitch a drink
and all [C]her home girls a [Am]beer
Your homeboys looking for
ya, but [Dm]yo' ass gone
You left your [Am]niggas at the [E]club
and took [Dm]all them hoes home
An[Am]d didn't even fuck,
[Dm]man what the fuck?
If you didn't want to fuck,
then get the fuck up out the [Am]truck
You know what I mean? I ain't
[Dm]showing out hoes
Just so [Am]these hoes can be seen,
[Dm]c' mon you wanna fuck or cut?
Now bitches [Am]stare a nigga down when he

[Verse 7]
[Dm]
step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna [C]fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck y[C]ou think you a[Dm]re,
by far
They ain't [E]tripping on me,
they wanna [Dm]fuck my car
When you [Am]look at my chrome and

[Verse 8]
[Am]
you lick your lips
It's just like I'm rubbing my dick
between your hips
And when you smile and shake your ass,
my grill smile right back
Bitch I'm the real,
that's why I ride Cadillac
And I'mma fuck you and fuck
all yo' friends
Soon as Pimp C come
through in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint,
butter and AMG rims
Color TV, VCR playing X- rated films
Of myself, [Dm]running up in beauty queens
But let me tell y'all niggas the [Am]difference
between y'all and me
You see, man I can [Dm]tell all
that bitch wanted [Am]to do
Is just [E]ride for [Dm]free and smoke for free
But [Am]bitch not me,
you [Dm]better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C
Unless your pussy [Am]making ten
thousand dollars [Dm]a week
The only way I [Am]see you sitting in my [Dm]passenger seat,
[Am]you bitch

[Verse 9]
Now bitches stare a nigga down [Dm]when he
step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna [C]fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck
you think you [Dm]are, by far
They ain't tripping on [E]me,
they wanna [D]fuck my car
[Dm]Look a nigga[Am] up and down like he
a [Dm]superstar
But they ain't tripping on me,
they wanna [C]fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck y[C]ou think you a[Dm]re,
by far
They ain't [E]tripping on me,
they wanna [D]fuck my car
[Dm]Now bitches star[Am]e a nigga down when he step

[Verse 10]
[Dm]
to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna [C]fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck you think you a[Dm]re,
by far
They ain't [Am]tripping on [E]me,
they wanna [D]fuck my car
Look a [Am]nigga up and down like he
a [Dm]superstar
But they ain't tripping on [D]me,
they wanna [C]fuck my car
[Am]But bitch who the fuck y[C]ou think you a[Dm]re,
by far
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna fuck my car