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Artist: Outlawz & Young Buck
Album:  Warrior Music
Song:   Car Clowdy
Typed by: westbingmanson@gmail.com

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I'm bout to ride out on these traphouses
Still posted up n' sold minds out.
Took the time out just to find out;
Would it really break it down and bring 9 out?
I got a bank roll I'm like ??
From the bottom of the barrel I climb out
You know what I'm bout, I don't ??
No beef with a nigga I grind out.
Don't sleep with a nigga but I still will 6 feet deep me a nigga
Beat me a nigga with the back of the barrel of the AR
Leave em in the street me a nigga "roll up one"
Got my mind on money, it's just me n' mary I don't fuck with no one.
Wrap all of my probloms up in that swisher sweet, and tell niggas to blow one!
Come on, hit that shit don't run, got ya couphin in the coupe-like you got no lungs
I'm cookin' O's and lookin for them hoes
Cause one bitch is just ain't no fun.
My bills late, my rents due,
But I'm a still find a way that I'm a get through.
Eh twista let's go and twist one up... see what this shit do

[Chorus: Young Buck]
Hey! Got the windows up,
Car clowdy with a big white cup
Knock you down, but I'm right back up
I'm running around, this bitch like what
Out of control like ain't got no breaks
Still strap like ain't got no case
We're strong, but they got no case
OK!


Chuck taylor's ain't got no lace
Bad bitch she ain't got no waiste
Knock down, I can't feel my face
All the hoes, they keep following me
You bitch niggas ain't bother me
Mary Jane, keep calling me!

[Verse 2: EDI DON]
I'm a leave him now
So hard just in the crowd
Fell a nigga ?? with my jeans around
We ?? low niggas better hurry up and get your way up!
New strap, new ?? I lost a butt
?? money you ain't getting any, we got plenty niggas
Wanna see me go, but I'm still here, to the low
Ready for me on my stay, ready for a ??
?? nigga let's fly!
Take an ?? breaking off the ??
Don't know when I'm coming down tonight
Been at it for three days in the ??
What you're talking about ?? I'm in the light!
What you're talking about nigga, this is all fair
?? and we're giving the man ??
Ridin' around with my middle finger up, high as fuck with my drinkin cup
Life is short, we gonna live shit up, live shit up, live shit up!

[Chorus: Young Buck]
Hey! Got the windows up,
Car clowdy with a big white cup
Knock you down, but I'm right back up
I'm running around, this bitch like what
Out of control like ain't got no breaks
Still strap like ain't got no case
We're strong, but they got no case
OK!

Chuck taylor's ain't got no lace
Bad bitch she ain't got no waiste
Knock down, I can't feel my face
All the hoes, they keep following me
You bitch niggas ain't bother me
Mary Jane, keep calling me!

[Verse 3: Hussein Fatal]
Gotta get that strap to the max
Looking for enemies, hide to the back
John F. Kennedy racks on racks
Still got ?? clock on clock.
You niggas all trapped in the trap
Talk about this, talk about that
Trying to take a trap, when he talking about rats.
I don't know, but what I do know is everywhere I do go
Got my shit all safety!
I don't know about you, though
Pissed off lady, I'm a ??
Talking dirty, but they ain't got no white
Talking ?? but they ain't got no fight
All this talk, I don't need no ??
The angel's ridin with me tonight

[Verse 4: Young Noble]
My Kush strong, but they got no base
My red bone, she ain't got no waist
This K blow, you ain't got no face
No witnesses, you ain't got no case
I walk with you, you ain't got no weight
You a drug dealer, but ain't got no way
Small town, nigga ??
Young nigga wanna eat, but he ain't got no plate!
Young nigga wanna ride like he got that hard,
Young nigga die young, but his life just start
Got me walking to the ?? find that ??
Cashville, we getting to it
That G-code, we're sticking to it
This real shit, more than music, we're outlawz, come join the movement!

[Chorus: Young Buck]
Hey! Got the windows up,
Car clowdy with a big white cup
Knock you down, but I'm right back up
I'm running around, this bitch like what
Out of control like ain't got no breaks
Still strap like ain't got no case
We're strong, but they got no case
OK!

Chuck taylor's ain't got no lace
Bad bitch she ain't got no waiste
Knock down, I can't feel my face
All the hoes, they keep following me
You bitch niggas ain't bother me
Mary Jane, keep calling me!