Reek Da Villian - Get Away Car Driving lyrics

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Get Away Car Driving / Reek Da Villian[Intro: Reek Da Villian]Yeah! Villian! I'm on my get away car drivin shit fuck with me![Verse One: Reek Da Villian]Listen! You a bitch and you broke (Broke!) I'm a don and I'm rich (Rich)My watch like a federal alarm to a snitchGerms on the wrist, shinnin all sickYou can look at it and tell a lil' nigga gettin chips (Money!)My money don't fold (Never!) That's probably why I'm cockyFuck a rap deal I owe it all to the papi'sWho live by Apollo that be frontin me to RockyThen I get the white and gold wow Jeremy Shockey (Jeremy Shockey!)Mami kissin on my tip of my eh heh!Got my blood rushin to my head like a handstand Shots come from both sides of you that's a pair blam Twin glocks in my hand call me Toucan SamAll color stones, nigga Fruit Loops (Fruit Loops)Phantom outside lookin like The Goof Troop Two killers right behind in the blue CoupeThat don't speak english all they know nigga shoop shoop![Interlude: Busta Rhymes] (Reek Da Villian)Shorty lick my thumb so I can count this bread (BUSTA BUS!!!!)OWWWWWWWWWWW!!!![Verse Two: Busta Rhymes]Bitch I'm back with more dice to roll (Uh huh!) flow water faucetSlidin on the beat the way a bitch be slidin all up on itThey love the way I drip up, diamonds fallin off meBitches modelin and got 'em swallowin until they hiccupSwag on lean (Let's go!) bitches in the tellyWith a Forbes Magazine journalist up on my celly(A heh a heh!) Bitches wild until they push meWhen we step up in the spot and got them wildin with their pussy (KEEP IT GOIN NIGGA!!!) I'm a size 'em up and line 'em upAnd wine 'em up and show 'em how I be stylin and ballinThrowin mountains of money bitches climbin all up in 'emDisrespectful in a Bentley truck we climbin all up on 'emControllin the forum, spendin moneyLike I ain't even seein the buildin it was costin me a fortune (SHIT!!!)Fuckin up the street and blowin shit out of proportionAnd they must salute the kid for the second a nigga walk in[Interlude: Reek Da Villian]Aight now we 'bout to stop in Queens!Blue whattup! Lloyd Banks talk to 'em huh!!![Verse Three: Lloyd Banks]I made the flow up in eighty nine By ninety I was rhymin with crazy time, baby I'm that niggaYou favorite lady movin all shady time I stick herWe drunk, but she been diggin me way beyond liquorBlue navy car whipper, crazy blonde stripperA.R. fifteen bars scar you lame niggasMy conscience stay slicker, cartridge way bigger I got Louis V on me and my carpret greek butcherTry to steal on me I'm a stomp the bass with yaSure as seats smart as a parkin space niggaI got a heart like Tony and my rollie is RoseMy cali is kush, balley and sniff some good colesI'm a grizzly I get busyGot a swagger made of magnum make the bitch frisbeeSo much traffic get on out I start to get dizzy I roll the six get the chips take the chicks with me, dig me!