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05-16-2008, 08:48 AM
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We like the cars
the cars that go boom.
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#2
05-16-2008, 08:52 AM
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who's the boom king?
i'm the boom king
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#3
05-16-2008, 09:04 AM
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Here in my car
I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors It's the only way to live In cars Here in my car I can only receive I can listen to you It keeps me stable for days In cars Here in my car Where the image breaks down Will you visit me please? If I open my door In cars Here in my car I know I've started to think About leaving tonight Although nothing seems right In cars
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#4
05-16-2008, 09:25 AM
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Used to love this song back in the day:
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin Yeah aight But we need a beat that they can front to Oh, that'll work Be funky You know what I'm sayin? Cars ride by with the boomin systems Cars ride by Funky For all the cars out there And all the brothers That like to front in their rides Check it out You know it's funky, funky, funky cos you heard it from hear-say A jam that you love that don't be gettin no airplay Strictly for frontin when you're ridin around 12 o'clock at night with your windows down Headlights breakin cos your batteries drain Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain Parkin outside of all the hip-hop spots Push the E-Q and play connect the dots Leanin to the side, people everywhere The trunk full of amps, there ain't no room for a spare Big beats bumpin with the bass in back All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack Cos they don't understand why I act this way Pumpin up the funky beat until the break of day It's because I want attention when i'm ridin by And the girls be on my jock cos my system's fly Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me Cos they be hear me gettin funky frequently They tell me don't drink and drive, I say what is this Mind your business Now pass it around Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound People in the street see me bobbin my head While I'm checkin out the rapper and the rhyme that he said I'm frontin, and I don't care if you know The backseat of my car is like a disco show You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top Cruise - it's 3 o'clock The girlies, they smile, they see me comin I'm steady hummin, I got the Funky Drummer drummin My trunk be shakin, vibratin and rattlin Pumpin so loud, all the shorties be battlin A right-hand man's here without the swing Every chance I get I'm showin off my rings I can keep it up until the break of dawn Cos I'm frontin in my ride and my word is bond Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow I don't give a damn if it cracks my back window C to the o to the o to the l to the i to the n To the f to the r to the o to the n to the t to the i to the n That means I'm chillin Like Spoonie Gee said, my seats are soft like a bed They recline way back, so I can get real cosy I got the gangster tapes in the place Like a basehead would say: I want bass I want a hit, I want a dose You're rollin up smilin, but you can't come close Cos my system is pumpin loud Like Rakim said: I wanna move the crowd I warm it up with Kane, fight the power with PE Tell the cops: you gots to chill with EPMD This is something devastatin that'll break your trunk And remember, Uncle L is like the future of the funk You know what i'm sayin Word So next time you're in your ride pumpin it up Just remember It's Cool Peace -RBB
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#5
05-16-2008, 09:41 AM
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actually funny thing is I have that on a cd i burned in my car LOLOL
there is a few other older random ones also
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 R.I.P Mike P. Halwe 12/4/1957-01/3/2008 R.I.P. Amanda R Easley aka LIL BLU 8/2/1986-05/09/2008 My young sister you will be always missed
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#6
05-16-2008, 11:54 AM
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Don't Want no short short Man
Don't want no short short man don't want no short short man don't want no short short man don't, don't, don't, don't, Want no short short Man don't, don't, don't, don't, want no short man Innie Weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man Innie weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man Innie Weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man Innie weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man What in the world is that thing Do need Tweezers to put that little thing away That has got to be the smallest I've the seen...In my whole life Get the eff outta here Innie Weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man Innie weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man Innie Weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man Innie weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh don't, don't, don't, don't, Want no short short Man don't, don't, don't, don't, want no short man Innie Weeny Innie Weeny Innie Weeny Innie Weeny teeny weeny shriveled little short short man pobre pobrecito que diablo es eso pobre pobreci pobre pobrecito que que que que que diablo es eso don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, ahh ahh ahh -RBB
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#7
05-16-2008, 01:18 PM
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The machine of a dream
Such a clean machine With the pistons a pumpin And the hub caps all gleam When I'm holdin' your wheel All I hear is your gear When my hand's on your grease gun Oh, it's like a disease son I'm in love with my car Gotta feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar Such a thrill when your radials squeal Told my girl Ill have to forget her Rather buy me a new carburetor So she made tracks sayin' This is the end now Cars dont talk back They're just four wheeled friends now When I'm holdin' your wheel All I hear is your gear When I'm cruisin' in overdrive Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive I'm in love with my car Gotta feel for my automobile I'm in love with my car String back gloves in my automolove
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