Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Muscle Cars, artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Muscle Cars |
Not out of the local news paper, but out the AutoTrader |
Cleaner, than virgin cuchie, my nigg', one on her Cutlass, playa' |
The beat wrapped in monster cables, the speakers thump’n |
Trunk sound’n like Godzilla, and King Kong, back there thump’n |
All we do is wic, and get high and petal and push! |
Organic weed, mysterey weed, just purple cush! |
I cut the the rear weld, on my whip, and filled that bitch up and now muscle car sit’n up high like a monster truck |
Monster up', suck up to none, don’t be no poodle |
Split his pack open like pack of Top Ramen noodle |
In the heart of the soil, where you can find me Try me fuck boi', and get your face put on a white tee |
40, Turf Talk and Keak the Sneak |
They maynee’ass voices, and they styles is hekka unique |
High speed chase’s and run’n lights |
Water in the duals, make loud glass pipes |
Thumper, and carburator. |
four speed Trany |
Dual exahust dipped in sauce |
My car is a beast, catch me in the streets side ways |
Threw the East Side-Boi', crunk like Lil’Jon |
Show 40, and Mac Keak the last don |
East Okaland the land of the side show |
Richmond, Frisco, to the Valley Jo' |
I’m ridin side ways, this way and that way |
Doors open, while in traffic |
Hold the door open, (Hello!) |
Shit’n on em', no front’n |
455 got me run’n up on Aston Martins |
We run from dem on streets, not the freeway |
B&M shift kit (kirrrk) me and Danny Phea |
On my celly cell stright lace with no fuck’n dew |
Mobb’n in my Ol’skool, like Lil’Bruce' |
Four 15's, beat supreme |
Told niggaz fuck Rally’s, ride gold one’s mayne' |
Mother’s off candid, don’t hate cause I ain’t me Race, foo, smoke in yo’face, foo' |
Super charger, push this botton and my engine start up Pistol tucked |
Might be pirmiered, but my engine souped up Quick to the floor, when you open yours |
Don’t scratch my doors. |
350'I push heavy |
Not a Ford it’s (Chevy), (Chevy), (Chevy) |
First owner, not too many miles on her |
We rep the BAY, we don’t rep Califronia, (I'm lie’n…) |
I’m run you for your car note |
Why you don’t got SS’s in front of your Monte Carlo? |
Residence full of white folks |
I’m leave fresh tire marks top of they asphalt |
You got muscle car? |
You fuck’n wit’dem Muscle cars? |