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[Intro: beat starts and Detective speaks][Detective]Point her out to meOh thats herNot bad! Not bad at allLet me talk to this bitchHello[Girl]I have drinked enough booze to tell me I could use a big stiff dick right now[Detective] God damn baby you just met me lets get to know each other more[Girl]What difference does it make either you want to fuck or not[First verse]Eh, these Hos be crazyThats why I ride away to the hide away bumpin Isaac HayesSeat back reclinin in the LacMy mind on my scratchThe beat gatt right on my lap imbibed n no trapIm cold in fact, I hold the gatAint never told the rat where the dossier atI kept my composureI popped the clover hopped in the rovern drove like a soldier on four king cobrasSeen her house n pulled overMotoroled her like "come out side"Fuck where we about to go lets rideThis aint no punk bitchWhen I met her she had on that louie sweater n them tailored made manolosA nigga knew he did her cause Im in ta datIm like (" wus does blonics ?")?Fired up the chronicSipped the tonic?Happy Hanukkah!"She knew what I wanted when I was on to herShe hoppin in the range nowSo I can feel my bond with herN we aint even got to leave the carGot the T.V.s the cameras n the V.C.RBout to make her a star!Yall know the dealWhen your fuckin freak hos in your automobile[First Chorus]Come on lets fog up these windowsTurn the bump n blaze a little endoI wanna fuck but I dont wanna spend doughYou know the deal! BabyLet me fuck in the automobile[Second verse]Eh,I love L.A. HosI met this broad named JodieShe used to drink forties with a little bit a stolliesPicked her upRan up in the broad in the rent a carSoon as I was finished dropped her off on LaseanakaRollin in a ol skool on goesHos jockinCause they aint knowin this shits stolenPull it ta tha liquor storeActin like I need somethingTurned outLeft the car runnin n the beat bumpinI catch Hos like Im riding a stretch RollsDipped in my best clothesSippin on X.OBut no!Its white tee shirt n JabosOr the creased Levis, the five-o-fivesHat pulled down over my eyesYou know the size of runnin your chopsDont broadcast or televiseTo none of them dudes!Fuck her hard to chillJust keep bumpin bad broads in your automobile[Second Chorus]Come on lets fog up these windowsTurn up the bump n blaze a little endoI wanna fuck but I dont wanna spend doughWhats the deal? Baby!Let me fuck in my automobileCome on lets fog up these windowsTurn up the bump n blaze a little endoI wanna fuck but I dont wanna spend doughWhats the deal?Baby!Let me hit it in my autobile[Third verse]You can catch me slumped low in a vetteWith a Ho n mowetShe throwin a fit cause I aint stoppin or going ta getRidin high in the burb n never touchin the curbTrying ta roll a dutch n I swerve n cut in your laneGetting brain in the rainWe starin in the LebaronBut the bitch jus looked n laughedShe aint carinLike this one little freak that I bumped at RoscoesFucked her shotgun had that ass on the console(Break down?) to a busThe shit stay realWhen your fuckin wit them bitchs in your automobileI pulled up in a seven douce cutty with knockTen gee sound systemEverything else stock!Baby girl in the passenger seat keep axin ta eatI kept mean muggin n blastin tha beatProbably shoot her through the ?drive-thru"You know the deal!When your fuckin mad bitchs in your automobileFinal chorusCome on lets fog up these windowsTurn up the bump n blaze little endoI wanna fuck but I dont wanna spend doughYou know the deal!BabyLet me fuck in my automobileCome on lets fog up this windowsTurn up the bump n blaze a little endoI wanna fuck but I dont wanna spend doughYou know the deal!BabyLet me hit it in my automobileIt go![ Windows Lyrics ]

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