Black Car

Black Car (Black Car)
Black Car (Black Car)
I'm not that far
Black Car (Black Car)

Black Car (Black Car)
Ooo...
I'm 'bout to pick up you
My windows tinted too
Show me what you gon' do
Black Car (Black Car)
(Aye)
Black Car (Black Car)
(Aye)
I'm not that far
(Aye)
Black Car (Black Car)
(Aye)
Black Car (Black Car)
Ooo...
I'm 'bout to pick up you
Show me what you gon' do
My windows tinted too...

Damn I was drunk as shit (Aye)
I just woke up and shit
Lil' Momma can't feel her legs (Aye)
I can't remember shit
Ooo Damn
My phone blowing up and shit
The look on her face she just loving' it
That's how you end a relationship
She done took my phone and recorded it
On Live
On god she tripping
Her man just learned a lesson
You can't trust none of these bitches (Aye)
And keep your heart well protected (Aye)
Say you too friendly with bitches (Aye)
You never take her to the movies
Whatever she say is an issue
You never treat her like she the only
Said your dick weak and you phony
Posting pictures on the Gram with her money
Man
Her bestie don't make it no better
She must hate you
She the one tagged all your homies
Then I hear someone snapping some pictures
Then her friend walk in naked
From the kitchen
Yeah nigga dat part
She cooked us some breakfast
She say you'll be back in a minute
(Ooo Yeah)
I can't stop looking at her
I think I'm in love
I can't get enough
Of my Sexy Passenger
Everywhere we going
Dawg you know...
Bluetoothing Dream Team
This Locker Thirteen
She give me sloppy
In my...

Black Car (Black Car)
Black Car (Black Car)
I'm not that far
Black Car (Black Car)
Black Car (Black Car)
Ooo...
I'm 'bout to pick up you
My windows tinted too
Show me what you gon' do
Black Car (Black Car)
(Aye)
Black Car (Black Car)
(Aye)
I'm not that far
(Aye)
Black Car (Black Car)
(Aye)
Black Car (Black Car)
Ooo...
I'm 'bout to pick up you
Show me what you gon' do
My windows tinted too

Show me what you gon' do
I'm not that far
Black Car (Black Car)



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Writer(s): Jamar Little
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