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MOTION BOIZ ENT - BipfrmdaM- Free Car Jammin (feat. Lil Waun) Lyrics




It's Kaden on the beat
Hey Alex, real head-tapper, nigga

Stop by gang, nigga
This is what's up, gang
I come through the rip and I'm bumping that shit

I come through the rip and I'm bumping that bitch
Too many baddies, I'm relentless
Stand over gang shoot yo ass til i cant
Whip out the Glock, make them faint

I'm deep in the field and I ball like a snake
That G42 hit harder than tanks
So give me a gun, I'm trying to paint
I go under six and go cop me some drink

I crack me a car and go straight to the bank
I go under six and I'm German
Corp got a big gun, look like a cannon
I'm jerky and shit, I might hold you for ransom

I'm riding in the 50s, shit can get iffy
Runnin' ass niggas, I ain't hangin' in the city
Got a DC, bitch, gettin' lit off the Henny(uh huh uh huh uh huh)
Hop out bumping that bitch

Bitch, ain't know she was f*ckin' with a killa
Bitch, I'm one of them ones
I fire em out, you know I'm a killer
Better ask bout the last nigga, nigga got hit

With this big 45s, this gun in my denim
Lets hit his block up for a week
While I'm working, and juggin' this biscuit
F*ck with a DC, bitch, she nasty

I jam it too hard with a compact third
I'm banging the fives like KJ Smothers
Been running in that back like a nigga was deion
After early, I'm throwing like Vick

Youngest in charge, I'm working my bit
We selling da za, so come take a sniff
Standing on business like I never left
Back me a nigga and back me another

I pop out the cut, got them bumping each other
I'm just trying to rob them, they ducking for cover
I'm takin his presidential and his rolex
They tripping and slipping

I'm hearing no missiles
I'm bringing that tension
I'm deep in the trenches
These niggas be tipping

I'm standing on business
I shoot with my Ski on
I ain't worried about a witness
I'm saying that they slide but they didn't

These niggas be capping
These niggas be kidding
First time with a drink, that shit had me limping
I'm staying with my crows

Them niggas be cripping
They banging the C, they saying they Crip
I'm banging the B, I'm standing on business
I need me a bitch like Bobby Whitney

Girl eat up this dick
I'm up in ya city
I'm working my heat when I come to ya city
Nigga, I got a body

Better get wet
My youngins be geeking
They to get in that car
We spin through they hood like no days off

You're not a two reason, but five ain't one
Long live ben and forever, my heart
This shit ain't a game
This shit can get critical, nigga

Top five gang when I come in your spot
Lil bitch where you going ain't done with this dick
It was y'all on the stream and you ain't get the message
You f*cking these niggas

That shit ain't a impressive
Man, he's dead as shit
Man, he's dead as a bitch
Man, long live the man
Know what the f*ck goin' on

I come through the rip and I'm bumping that shit
I come through the rip and I'm bumping that bitch
Too many baddies, I'm relentless
Stand over gang shoot yo ass til i can't

Whip out the Glock, make him faint
I'm deep in the field and I ball like a snake
That G42 hit harder than tanks
So give me a gun and tryna go paint

I go under six and go copy some drank
I crack me a card and go straight to the bank
I go under six and I'm jamming
Corp got a big gun, look like a cannon
I'm jerky and shit, I might hold you for ransom
I'm riding in the 50s, shit can get iffy
Runnin' ass niggas, I ain't hangin' in the city
Got a DC, bitch, gettin' lit off the Henny

Hop out bumping that bitch
Bitch, ain't know she was f*ckin' with a killa
I fire em out, you know I'm a killer

This gun in my denim
Lets hit his block up for a week
While I'm working, and juggin' this biscuit
Better ask bout the last nigga, nigga got hit

With this big 45s, this gun in my denim
Lets hit block up for a week
While I'm working, and juggin' this biscuit
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It's Kaden on the beat
Hey Alex, real head-tapper, nigga

Stop by gang, nigga
This is what's up, gang
I come through the rip and I'm bumping that shit

I come through the rip and I'm bumping that bitch
Too many baddies, I'm relentless
Stand over gang shoot yo ass til i cant
Whip out the Glock, make them faint

I'm deep in the field and I ball like a snake
That G42 hit harder than tanks
So give me a gun, I'm trying to paint
I go under six and go cop me some drink

I crack me a car and go straight to the bank
I go under six and I'm German
Corp got a big gun, look like a cannon
I'm jerky and shit, I might hold you for ransom

I'm riding in the 50s, shit can get iffy
Runnin' ass niggas, I ain't hangin' in the city
Got a DC, bitch, gettin' lit off the Henny(uh huh uh huh uh huh)
Hop out bumping that bitch

Bitch, ain't know she was f*ckin' with a killa
Bitch, I'm one of them ones
I fire em out, you know I'm a killer
Better ask bout the last nigga, nigga got hit

With this big 45s, this gun in my denim
Lets hit his block up for a week
While I'm working, and juggin' this biscuit
F*ck with a DC, bitch, she nasty

I jam it too hard with a compact third
I'm banging the fives like KJ Smothers
Been running in that back like a nigga was deion
After early, I'm throwing like Vick

Youngest in charge, I'm working my bit
We selling da za, so come take a sniff
Standing on business like I never left
Back me a nigga and back me another

I pop out the cut, got them bumping each other
I'm just trying to rob them, they ducking for cover
I'm takin his presidential and his rolex
They tripping and slipping

I'm hearing no missiles
I'm bringing that tension
I'm deep in the trenches
These niggas be tipping

I'm standing on business
I shoot with my Ski on
I ain't worried about a witness
I'm saying that they slide but they didn't

These niggas be capping
These niggas be kidding
First time with a drink, that shit had me limping
I'm staying with my crows

Them niggas be cripping
They banging the C, they saying they Crip
I'm banging the B, I'm standing on business
I need me a bitch like Bobby Whitney

Girl eat up this dick
I'm up in ya city
I'm working my heat when I come to ya city
Nigga, I got a body

Better get wet
My youngins be geeking
They to get in that car
We spin through they hood like no days off

You're not a two reason, but five ain't one
Long live ben and forever, my heart
This shit ain't a game
This shit can get critical, nigga

Top five gang when I come in your spot
Lil bitch where you going ain't done with this dick
It was y'all on the stream and you ain't get the message
You f*cking these niggas

That shit ain't a impressive
Man, he's dead as shit
Man, he's dead as a bitch
Man, long live the man
Know what the f*ck goin' on

I come through the rip and I'm bumping that shit
I come through the rip and I'm bumping that bitch
Too many baddies, I'm relentless
Stand over gang shoot yo ass til i can't

Whip out the Glock, make him faint
I'm deep in the field and I ball like a snake
That G42 hit harder than tanks
So give me a gun and tryna go paint

I go under six and go copy some drank
I crack me a card and go straight to the bank
I go under six and I'm jamming
Corp got a big gun, look like a cannon
I'm jerky and shit, I might hold you for ransom
I'm riding in the 50s, shit can get iffy
Runnin' ass niggas, I ain't hangin' in the city
Got a DC, bitch, gettin' lit off the Henny

Hop out bumping that bitch
Bitch, ain't know she was f*ckin' with a killa
I fire em out, you know I'm a killer

This gun in my denim
Lets hit his block up for a week
While I'm working, and juggin' this biscuit
Better ask bout the last nigga, nigga got hit

With this big 45s, this gun in my denim
Lets hit block up for a week
While I'm working, and juggin' this biscuit
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Writer: John Rowell
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