My Volvo, My Rules (-555- Mix) - De Grandi

Yeah You know I'm a rap 'bout my car real quick I'm a rap 'bout my Volvo I need y'all to feel me on this shit Yeah Born in '86, the same year that I was An ugly motherfucker but that's my ride bruh A silver Volvo 240 DL It make me wanna choke somebody out - call me Sprewell It's Carlesimo - my car is clean, though But I bet no girls stop and stare when they see me roll At least in a good way but hey it's safe as shit But towards the bottom on my list of favorite whips Hey but it's got a place in my heart, that whip's close to me Worth more to me than just using to get groceries I've laughed in that car, I've cried in that car Knock on wood man I'll probably die in that car In the... V-O-L-V-O V-O-L-V-O, my Volvo V-O-L-V-O V-O-L-V-O, my Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Whippin' my mama Volvo, whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Whippin' my mama Volvo, whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty, yeah that's how the story goes Yo the AC vent knobs look like some Oreos I'm being for real, you know what fuckin' sucks? The glovebox will pop open if I hit a bump too rough And if you got one I know you're understandin' me No button for the windows, I roll 'em down manually And man I need some new breakpads Today at every stoplight I hit I heard them motherfuckers scrape bad And man I hate that, on the real man that's weak And for the record I've got some in the back seat I've laughed in that car, I've cried in that car Knock on wood man I'll probably die in that car In the... V-O-L-V-O V-O-L-V-O, my Volvo V-O-L-V-O V-O-L-V-O, my Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Whippin' my mama Volvo, whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Whippin' my mama Volvo, whippin' my mama Volvo This be the realest shit I ever wrote You wanna hear about my Bentley? I'll probably never get one yo And when it's cold it gets to straight spinnin' out Down a icy hill for real, my dude Fatal can vouch Look, you come to Ballard, you'll probably see my ride I can't count the times that it's died on I-5 Oh fuckin' well, my whip is still fuckin' ill Pedal to the metal when I'm goin' up a hill It gets me 'round the 6 From point A to B and now you see I'll throw some D's on that bitch I've laughed in that car, I've cried in that car Knock on wood man I'll probably die in that car In the... V-O-L-V-O V-O-L-V-O, my Volvo V-O-L-V-O V-O-L-V-O, my Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Whippin' my mama Volvo, whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Tank on empty whippin' my mama Volvo Whippin' my mama Volvo, whippin' my mama Volvo