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letra de in my car - soulja boy

[intro]
in my car (malvi)
in my car (eazy, bless ’em with your swag)
in my (d-mn, ice place)
in my, draco, yeah (technology, wake your ass up)

[chorus]
my car, in my car
sticks in my car
bricks in my car
i got rich ’bout this car
going hard
in the mall, swipe my card
with this chopper, hit hard
my car, in my car
sticks in my car
bricks in my car
i got rich ’bout this car
going hard
in the mall, swipe my card
this chopper hit hard

[verse]
ayy, on the way to the moon, i’m in the stars
yeah, jumped out my car
this a yacht, all aboard
double r
doors ajar
jumpin’ on a jet, i’m going far
perc’ 30 hit hard
boy, don’t play with my squad
i’ve been rich since sixteen, n-gga, keep your day job
yellow lamborghini look like corn on the cob
this a new push to start
i’m in the 6 trapping hard
shootouts in my front yard
shooters pull up, blitz, we gon’ hit, n-gga, we want y’all
ar knock his head off
slide, sled, santa claus
my chopper clap, round of applause
i got shooters all in illinois
h-llcat, my engine roaring
private jet, the big boeing
flew on the big boeing
my wrist cost like six tons
got my stick, got my gl!ck gun
this a lambo’ urus, all yellow camaro, boy, go get one
this draco is gon’ hit somethin’
this bankroll like six somethin’
i’m posting in the trenches with young n-ggas that’s gon’ blitz somethin’
started trapping at midnight, ended at like six-somethin’
this ain’t no small glock, boy, this a big gun
blue hundred bomber gang, n-gga, ain’t no d-mn ones
blood red aston martin inside like a tampon
soowoop billy ride through bompton
i’m from compton
hundred shots out the ar-15, hold a whole hundun
slide back that minivan, know shooter go dumb-dumb
i shake that pot like pom-poms
i came up from zone 1
big draco blitz somethin’ dot com
simpson westside, zone 1
slide that lambo’ through the slums
ar-15 totin’, i shoot my glock, it got a drum
chopper beat your chest like king kong
i can taste the lean on my tongue
i came from the slums
broke-ass n-gga, you a bum
murder gang, westside, you knowing where i’m from, from, from, from
[chorus]
my car, in my car
sticks in my car
bricks in my car
i got rich ’bout this car
going hard
in the mall, swipe my card
with this chopper, hit hard
my car, in my car
sticks in my car
bricks in my car
i got rich ’bout this car
going hard
in the mall, swipe my card
this chopper hit hard

- soulja boy

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