How I love that old melody they are playing, I've heard it in so many different songs. It's made stars of country music singers, And the tune just keeps
track scar (scar) Whoever think of talkin shit to me'll be a memory His train of thought will stain that car (uh) I will stretch your dreams from the
hard move like like a muscle car Get ahead of the pack. - Hit like a double-R! I never loose sight, only to too tight! Only to get away - too many will
a rhyme, told em that this sing got me signed, Try to put me in a box I will not stay there And if I fall I will not lay there, Grown man, this is not
boy in the box like David Blaine Let the audience watch, it ain't a thang Y'all wish I was frontin, I George Bush the button Front of all you in your car
pen I start doing the sickest I got the flow locked behind each bar And if I get too wild You can throw me in the box of ya car, it's not that far My
you haters will see.. see.. see! [Lil' Kim] Don't be mad, I can't put this - money in a casket I can't put these - cars in a box with the ashes I can
too strong What y'all make in a year, I kick that for a song Check my car, I don't care, I don't play fair Keep some shit in the stash box, then get
from Detroit City, then pay attention I'm about to sing your song son Well, I'm not a man appointed judge To bear ill-will and hold a grudge But I think
it again if you miss me before Its no big deal I have so a big will And them little cars with so big wheels Put a little box for them all big steels
I get that million bucks will I remain the same? Or will I have to get at niggaz 'cause they sayin' I changed? Will everybody wanna ball, be my friend
sound, when I'm underground Boulevard to boulevard, avenue to avenue, I'll be havin' you Playin' a scene to a song so mean that'll get Your whole car
be held accountable, so instead I pass the blame, besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame. serious trouble will pass me by and my life will
Bee All you haters will see, see, see Oh don't be mad, I can't put this money in a casket I can't put these cars in a box with the ashes I can't take
All you haters will see, see, see Don't be mad, I can't put this money in a casket I can't put these cars in a box with the ashes I can't take these
box again She wants a man I can look up to, a role model to come through-- Don't bother unpacking your car...cinogen filled thrill sticks This girl will
there? Well mouth and trousers, sonny boy, never changed a thing The only thing that'll ever change will be the song you sing Cos when you've bought your Rolls Royce car