[Silkk]
  All because of my car
  All because of my car
  All because of my car
    [Mo B. Dick]
  I'm in my car, cruisin to the beat
  Trippin off, off these money hungry freaks
  Wanna be down, wit a super star
  Cuz you know I got money an a cold blooded car
    [Chorus]
  Must be the Beamer (Must be the Beamer)
  Thats turning you on
  Must be the Benz (Must be the Benz)
  I ain't takin you home
  {All because of my car}
    Must be the Cruiser (Must be the Cruiser)
  Got you flaggin me down
  Must be the Rover (Must be the Rover)
  Makes you wanna be around
  {All because of my car}
    [Silkk the Shocker]
  I hits an run like an accident
  Mr. hit em fast an slow is back again
  If you don't believe me go an ask a friend
  I got more hoes than the O-Zone
  I hits em wit they close on
  (Why's that Silkk?)
  So they can go home
  I rolls up on a bucket, she got a man
  But when I rolls up in a Benz, das when she hops in
  An thas how its gon' happen to her
  I don't mean to be like mackin to her or rappin to her
  But I'm jus askin to her
  Now back up in the days I run game on em
  They wanna play games so I bought a Lexus from my homie
  An the next day after that, game don't stop
  (Where ya car at)
  I be like man, its in tha shop
  But now I'm on top now
  Put the......top down
  See how many number I can jot down, how many girl I can knock down
  An plus up on my block, now it ain't gon' stop
  Now, since I got a little cash
  Now I dash down the block but I keep my game tight
  When Im in the Rover, I gets the guests the same night
  You try skeezin me, should be try pleasin me
  Alizay to get the draws off easily
  Thas when I switch my game over
  You blame it on a hang over I blame it on the Range Rover
  An I ain't tryin to hear that
  (Oh it's like that, huh?)
  Like that, like that
    [Chorus]
    [Mo B. Dick]
  When I'm flossin on these ghetto streets
  Can't see how I get stopped by those crooked police
  I can't understand, why they player hate
  An they ask me these question, like how much money I make
  Now it's none of their business, how I make my ends
  An you can't get a piece of my funky dividends
  I guess you could say, I got it goin on
  Cuz I keep seein girlies an they wont leave me alone
    [Silkk the Shocker]
  I guess the PD is tryin to see me in the State Pen
  Behind me tryin to run my license plate in
  Im checkin my rear view, but I ain't gon' trip, bruh
  Waitin for me to slip up, show me some ID wit yo' picture
  I guess they wanna see my bank statement
  See how much money that Im makin
  But I guess they just be hatin
  They need to start missin me, stop trippin G
  I guess they mad cuz I got more gold than Mr T
    [Mo B. Dick]
  An all these freaks wanna get in my gangsta ride
  Cuz I got it front to back, an side to side
  But I ain't got time
  I gotta do my thang
  An if you wanna front you know I can hang
  Now you know that I never wanna perpetrate
  Cuz y'all playa hate
  you fools better recognize
  That a No Limit Soldier is on the rise
    [Chorus]
    Must be the Bentley (Must be the Bentley)
  that's turnin you on
  Must be the Lex (Must be the Lexus)
  that's why I'm takin you home
  {All because of my car}
    Must be the Caddie (Must be the Caddie)
  got you flaggin me down
  Must be the Cutlass (Must be the Cutlass)
  why you wanna be around
  {All because of my car}