Snoop Dogg - My Carz lyrics

My cars, they hot, my paint is wet My b**hes, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad My cars, they hot, my paint is wet My b**hes, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad My cars, they hot, my paint is wet My b**hes, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad You see I'm mean with the 16, yes you are Got a big old house, about 50 cars And the ones I drive, what a hell of a ride Built for a player when I lean to the side My sh** so dank, my paint is wet 'Lacs, Impalas, and Corvettes Wagoners, saggin' here n***a not braggin' here, but let's be clear My cars, they're hot, my paint is wet So I figured the funk, point blank man this n***as a hoe Look around, smash down, sit your a** down little cla** clown Let me get back on the highway, try my way This is the fly, way, Ma** appeal, cash the deal Never will I motherf**in' crash the wheel Pa** the feel, the tank with the drank in the cup Look baby girl, that's what's up Slide by my side b**h house in the cut Put the 9 on side when I side in the cut I shake I shook in, peep out the window, n***as still lookin' When in doubt, flash that 9 get in and out Take my time while dippin' out, then bang my set while spinnin' out 'Cause n***a my cars, they hot, my paint is wet My b**hes, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad My cars, they hot, my paint is wet My b**hes, they bad, that's probably why y'all mad Let me raise mine, bang for the Fo' Pop that sh** n***a break it down low They say the stage with more lights Can the n***a re-write the whole game She tried to dodge the blue ride Big race tires we ride the who ride We bringin' it live to your side You gonna stand outside or you gonna jump inside? She said cool can my girls come? We gon' drank, smoke then f** some It was 2, 3, 4, then 5, tall, short, thick and fly And they all enjoyed the ride, Dogg could you bring us all back again I love it when you put it in my back again Pull up in your car then you back it in 'Cause your cars are hot, your paint is wet Your b**hes, they're bad, that's probably why they're mad Your cars, they're hot, your paint is wet Your b**hes, they're bad, that's probably why they mad