Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 0% Finance, artist - GZA/Genius. Album song The Pro Tools Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.03.2009
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
0% Finance |
I took her off the showroom floor no money down |
Near the Chrysler building in the heart of Midtown |
200 horse-power under the hood |
Junk in the trunk very far from damaged goods |
Designer frames with windshields that stay tinted |
The most beautiful thing someone invented |
Her wrangler had a sticker on the bumper |
A sign in case tow trucks tried to dump her |
Rear view mirror that of Serena William |
Staring was a crime then the look, kill 'em |
Brushless showers and the Brazilian wax |
Cash in the glove compartment free from tax |
Low mileage on the odometer |
Graduate with more degrees than a thermometer |
Spark plugs for great conversation |
She would focus on the finish line and destination |
Steering in the right direction |
Made sure I wore seat belts had air bags for protection |
In her tank she loved to stash my tool |
I kept her full, super-unleaded fuel |
She had a room full of skirts and rims |
The old ones used to swing off ropes that often hung from limbs |
A temp at the Ford modeling agency |
Suburban area where the Caucasians be |
Her great-grandfather was a Cherokee Indian |
Explorer and navigator traveling then begin |
Sharpening his arrows on Plymouth Rock |
Commander-in-chief who raise cattle on the selling of livestock |
King of the frontier, rider of thoroughbreds |
He was just as sharp as a needle without thread |
Legend in truth but known to run the herd |
His sons were oldsmobiles who drank thunderbird |
Land cruisers sitting on fertile soil |
With equipment that ran off expensive oil |
Folks bragging said the horse pulled a Volkswagen |
They love mustang sally and lollygagging |
Fished in Lake Tahoe cooked the barracudas |
Hunted impalas with the six-shooters |
From a long range with the dog Rover |
It was something else to see 'em knock them over |
Some got caught in the crossfire |
Bunch of rabbits indicating these dudes should retire |
One was going bald rocking a sunroof |
A gas guzzler in his grill was one tooth |
A strong accent, and a beard like Lincoln |
Who hated the golf course, but he loved drinking |
Avenger, used to pick up chicks |
Had magnums that were ram tough but thick |
He wore blazers where he used to hide the Ruger |
For encounters with the jaguars and cougars |
A veteran who could salute and sing the anthem |
In accord with the plan he was the phantom |
He had a fat lady they called hummer |
And umm, she needed body work the whole summer |
She had a few friends who used to stay in a pound |
Abandoned the parking lots, and junk yard bound |
Regulars in rest areas and truck stops |
Cassette players, known to make the tape pop |
Gold diggers who on the cream like Wells Fargo |
In Vegas, they circle around the Monte Carlo |
You know the snakes with the fangs and vipers |
Bloodsuckers who all used to piss from diapers |
Met the Cavaliers at the Outback steakhouse |
Chicken cutlets supreme just for takeout |
One of them was forced to live in Astoria |
Cause at the auction, they had crowned victoria |
Since then her friends charged her battery |
Had her running off with the sweets of flattery |
She kept a loud muffler, couldn’t trust her |
Police used to always pull over this duster |
A pothead who some called a firebird |
A foul mouth, who could have used wiser words |
Her man used to hustle and ran a crack corner |
So insecure he kept LOJACK on her |
Creeping with his visors low, high-beaming |
Temper would accelerate, private eye scheming |
He would check her consoles for rubbers |
She would pass the inspection with flying colors |
She would turn left if he said right |
On her cycle, he would often run red lights |
His voiced echoed as she dodged the convo |
Her previous owner, all he did was bone her |
Some drove her crazy, she was just a loner |
He had her leaking transmission fluids |
Said it was an accident, didn’t mean to do it |
No insurance with her grill decayed |
She sobbed uncontrollably, still stayed |
Another total eclipse of the heart |
Like the freezing weather that never gave her a start |
Plus he had a sidekick in his garage |
And if he needed a boost, she would give him a charge |
He was sentenced for running an escort service |
Escaped from prison but made a few nervous |
His baby mother had wifed a BMW |
Number one on the list, so he brought trouble to |
She done everything to regain her liberty |
Tried to be outty, but went into delivery |
Moved to Aspen, survived a avalanche |
A different element, inside a fatter ranch |
Far away, when she changed the pattern |
The distance was like from Mercury to Saturn |