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Текст: The Biggie Sound. Come Over In My Car.

[verse 1]
Stretch your arms - We're in my Ferrari
Now that move - I'm sorry! (hoO)
We're near the garage, now, let's at Le Blanc
What do you want? We're Sparta smokin' a blunt
1 billion? no' 2 billion, look at that Mercedes-Benz
The car of your dreams, you realize that I got cream
Let's go back, think about those blunt and Becks
Relax! You're accompanied by the Big Sentex (yeah)
It's easy, fast is too much, livin' with me
You tight? No problem when you're with the Big

[chorus]
Is Hip-Hop? I think not
I'm flyin' 'n' shootin', no mo' click-clack
Come over in my coupe car
Come and shake head with a rapstar

[verse 2]
Step over! I'll be back! And while again!
And again and again, I'm the boss in my Benz
Come on! (yeah)
I drive like Mr. Frank Martin
Step over your garden with my Aston Martin
"A little Charlie, Marley"
Is it necessary? Jay is scary
Flyin' and pimpin' in our hood

I'm in a Bugatti seein' the mountains of Hollywood
Pleasure purest, purest cocaine
Insane? About giving shots to your wheels game
You in the Cadillac looks like a dragonfly (haha)
You can even lie, it doesn't reach the sky

[chorus]
Is Hip-Hop? I think not
I'm flyin' 'n' shootin', no mo' click-clack
Come over in my coupe car
Come and shake head with a rapstar

[verse 3]
A back there - A stop there
A green Jaguar down the hill
I got another there and that Lambo lean
No stress - I know that today I'm the best
After that I deserve a rest

[chorus]
Is Hip-Hop? I think not
I'm flyin' 'n' shootin', no mo' click-clack
Come over in my coupe car
Come and shake head with a rapstar