All because of my car, all because of my car, all because of my carI'm in my car, cruisin' to the beach Trippin' out of these money hungry freaksWanna be down with a superstar Cause you know I got money and a coldBut it come, must be the beamer, must be the beamerThat's turning you on, must be the beamer, must be the beamerI am taking you home, all because of my car, must be the cruiserGot you backing me down the speed road, must be the roverThat you wanna be around, all because of my carI hit and run like an accident, missed a hit if asked them slowest back againIf you don't believe me go and ask a friendI got more hoes than the ozone, hit some with they clothes onSo they can go home, I rose up on a bucket, she got a manBut when I rose up in the Benz that's when she hops in and that's how it's gon' happen toI don't mean to be like Macintosh rappin' to, but I'm just askin' toNow back up in the days I run game on, they wanna play gamesSo I bought a Lexus for my homie, the next day after that game gon' stopI be like man this is a shot, but now I'm on top downPut the top down, see how many numbers I can jot downHow many girl I can knock down, and plus I'm on my block nowIt ain't gon' stop now, since I got a little cash nowI dance down the block, but I keep my gang tightAnd when I'm in the rover, I get the guts the same nightWe try skeezin' me, *** we try pleasin' meElevator gets the draws off easily, that's when I switch my game onYou blamin' on the hangover, I'm blamin' on the rangeAnd I ain't tryin' to hit you, like that, like thatMust be the Beamer, that's turnin' you onMust be the Benz, takin' you onMust be the Cruiser, got you flaggin' me downMust be the Rover, that's gonna be aroundAnd when I'm flossin' on these ghetto streetsSomehow I get stopped by all those crooked policeI can't understand why they play your hateAnd they ask me these questions like how much money I makeNow it's none of their business how I make my endsYou can't get a piece of my funky dividendsBut I guess you could say I got it goin' onCause I keep seeing girlies and they won't leave me aloneI guess the PD's tryin' to see me in a state penBehind me tryin' to run my license plate inI'm takin' my rear view, but I ain't gon' trip, bruhWait for me to slip up, show me some ID with your pictureI guess they wanna see my bank statementSee how much money that I make in, but I guess they just be hatin'They need to start missin' me, stop trippin', GI guess they mad cause I got more gold than Mr. TAnd all the freaks wanna get in my gangsta rideCause I got the front, back, and side to sideBut I ain't got the time, I gotta do my thingAnd if you on the front, you know I can hangNow you know that I ain't never wanna perpetrateCause y'all playin' hateThese fools better recognizeThat a no limit source is on the riseThis must be the BentleyThat's turnin' you onMust be the LexusI'm takin' you homeAll because of my carMust be the CaddyThat's flaggin' me downMust be the colorGonna be aroundAll because of my carI'm takin' you homeAll because of my carCuase y'all playing hateThese fools better recognizeThat a no limit source is on the riseThis must be the BentleyThat's turnin' you onMust be the CaddyThat's flaggin' me downMust be the colorGonna be aroundMust be the CaddyThat's flaggin' me downMust be the CaddyThat's flaggin' me downMust be the Caddy