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• Artiste: Matt Mulholland
• Titre: Hot Bitches Fast Cars
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Fast cars hot bitches, hot bitches fast cars Fast car hot bitches, hot cars fast bitches This is what it's like when you come into town All these bitches and hos and pimps around Every single motherfucker belongs to me 'Cause I'm a rapper with obscene amounts of money How'd I get so rich? I don't even know I just talk into a mic, now I'm rollin' in the dough I got more bling on my thing than on anyone's ring When I go into a club all you hear is "cha-ching" Pimp my ride? Fuck I pimped my house I got 20 inch rims on my toaster and spouse Got a spoiler on my mower, hydraulics in my bed And neons on my fridge That change from orange to red I'm a motherfuckin genuine thug Bought a vacuum cleaner that'll clean the shit Out of anyone's rug When I go window shopping, I buy fucking windows Then I buy some curtains for the windows When I say "I'm just looking", I mean I'm just looking At all this shit that I'm about to buy I just get whatever the fuck, don't even know why In my life, the money has gotten me far And I can afford an orchestra to play for half a bar I get all the love 'cause of all of my money And just last night I had sex with Bugs Bunny He's not even real, I paid to bring him to life Then I killed him, and fucked his wife I got so much money to use my time I pay heaps of people to come over, and then stand in a line Then I make them change the order of the people in the line It's a fucking waste of my money and my time I'm so loaded I can use the same line And just change it a bit to make it rhyme I don't even need to make shit rhyme That's how rich I am, fuck fuck orange, yeah Let's see you rhyme some shit with orange, bitch Shit no it wasn't always this way I grew up in the ghetto of the motherfucking bay I'm a nice guy, give my money to the needy Like my left hand, my right hand, and Mr. Teeny Mr. Teeny is the name my bitch gave to my dong That's why I rap about how much money I got 'Cause I'm really self-conscious About the size of my schlong Being so big I mean, and shit I'm so rich I eat diamonds for breakfast Milk and honey? Fuck off and gimme some more money I drink 4000 year old scotch Mother fuck they didn't even have scotch 4000 years ago Had to buy some shit to go back into time So it can age nice and slow I invented forks And I can say shit like that and nobody will disagree If they do I'll get my crew to make sure they'll be Swimming with the fishes, see And I can have sex with whatever and whoever Regardless of species, gender, age, and race I just give the lawyers millions of dollars And they get the fuck off my case Hippity hippity hop hop, hippity hop whop Fuck I'm rich Holy shit you just can't imagine how rich I am, it's bad Povery, starving kids, charity? Fuck that shit it don't make me sad If they wanna stop starving and being poor Just go get some money, simple as that Least they don't have to worry About getting fucking fat And I am, whatever you say I am If I'm not, I'll pay you till you say I am