WILL SMITH - YOU SAW MY BLINKER lyrics

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This is a story I'll never forget

About the day my new car got hit

It caught me off guard cause it happened so quick

When I heard the crash I got mad as hell

Cruising down the highway fast not slow

Ninety miles an hour in my five point o

People waving at me cause they know who I am

Alpine stereo blasting a jam

Put the top down said my girlfriend

Then my damn hat blew off in the wind

I got kind of mad cause it's the hat I just bought

I should of put her out it was all her fault

Day was Friday date was the tenth

My girl was looking good on her strength

She smacked my hand when I put it on her knee

I said hit me again and I'll break your wrist

That day I dressed all in white

Taking my girl to Palm Springs for the night

I was hoping I could find a short cut

I was tired plus I had a rash on my butt

There was this lady in a pinto coup

About ninety years old I could tell by the droop

Driving all fast border line insane

Glasses so thick couldn't stay in her lane

I swerved left and I swerved right

But she was still tale gating me too damn tight

To the left lane I tried to switch then

You saw my blinker bitch

We both pulled off on the side of the road

I was hot ready to explode

The only thing stopping me from breaking her nose

Was I was 21 and she was ninety years old

Then the police came turned the lights off

The lady started crying and the cop got soft

The cop said oh it'll be okay

Wrinkled old bag looking like a sharpe

I said wait what's going on cap

Her cars fine my cars all wrecked

Then I saw what happened in the crash

Her dentures came out got stuck in the dash

You hit me I didn't hit you

Stop holding your neck lady you can't sue

It's your fault you caused all this

You saw my blinker bitch

Wednesday, October the fourth

That's when we got our day in court

That lady destroyed my case

When she came in a wheelchair and a neck brace

I jumped up I said you must be joking

Come on judge her neck ain't broken

Well I'll be damned

Wrinkled old bag started crying on the stand

The bailiff grabbed me slammed me on the ground

Judge said boy you better come down

Aren't you one of them damn rap singers

Yeah, then I gave him the finger

Judge held me contempt of court

For giving him the finger and things of that sort

Anything to say before you're dismissed

Just one you saw my blinker bitch