So here it is the ’15 Best Car Lyrics’ From MMG’s Self Made Vol. 2. Rappers tend to reference cars in their rhymes, but it’s the wordplay and delivery that we like and repeat over and over(man was this a run on sentence?). Either way Click below to see the list of car lyrics from the Boss and the untouchable empire.
WiL Major
“Sometimes I get so fucking paranoid/Reminiscing on how them bricks keep going back and forth/I ask the Lord for everything I lack and more/Last thing on my mind was slamming Caddy doors.” – Rick Ross (“This Thing of Ours”)
“Poof! There go the car/Poof! There go the crib/Poof! A hundred mil, David Copperfield.” – Rick Ross (“Black Magic”)
“These hoes be acting up/These niggas be acting tough/I’m in the Phantom, I’m backing up/And I bust down, but I’m strapped as fuck.” – Meek Mill (“Actin’ Up”)
“Yeah nigga that’s black on black, my whips all black/That Ghost don’t fold, them four Diablos on that.” – Ace Hood (“Black on Black”)
“Count from one to fifty, that’s a fully loaded mag/I pick it all up and put it in a black bag/Put on my black gloves, put on my black mask/Pop my trunk and load it up and jump in my black Jag/Sipping on black Hennessy out of a black flask/And best believe that I’m coming to get your black ass.” – Bun B (“Black on Black”)
“All gold Dayton spokes strokin’ the pavement slow/I did that ho a favor and she paid me back in throat” – Gunplay (“Black on Black”)
“Riding in another drop, ain’t talking Enterprise/They try to see me, get diabetes from humble pie.” – Wale (“The Zenith”)
“Boy, I’m shinning on these hoes/Triple gold Daytons when I’m riding on these hoes/Got that leather and wood/You know how that story goes.” – Stalley (“The Zenith”)
“My nigga did a dime, didn’t learn a thing from it/Came home, in two weeks got him a 600/Get a text from the boss, you know them bricks comin’.” – Rick Ross (“Fountain of Youth”)
“Makaveli to the max, never turn it down/Mac 11 in a Benz: how you like me now?/I run the city so my closet look like Nike Town” – Rick Ross (“Fountain of Youth”)
“Shit, that Birkin bag make the old dude mad/When I murk through passed in a dark blue jag/Say she like my style but I talk too fast/And I got that drive and she just might crash” – Meek Mill (“Bag of Money”)
“And I was like, got that/Drop that, pop that/Got the top back on the dropback, I’m back/And the Glock at where the crotch at, I’m strapped/All the rocks at where the watch at, stop that/Could you cop that? Not that.” – Meek Mill (“Black Magic”)
“Nigga, you hating on me, she chose/And I ain’t fuck your girl, she rode/My stick shift she drove/Did everything that she ‘posed to/I pulled my camera out and she posed.” – Meek Mill (“Black Magic”)
“I’m a kamikaze in a Maserati/I’m a John Gotti, got my own army” – Rick Ross (“All Birds”)
“So hold your horses, Polo horses/Aston Martin, we roll in Royces” – Meek Mill (“Actin’ Up”)
