Doug E. Fresh - Sittin' in My Car Lyrics
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Sittin' in My Car
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What Are The Lyrics For Sittin' in My Car By Doug E. Fresh?
Something tells Rick he's a fool
To let girls treat me so cruel But never-the-less, Rick said "You got me waiting" Sitting in my car, waiting for you-ooh-ooh, lalalala I got a girl, but I'm about to switch all that Because my girl be trying to play me like the bitch all that Shoot, clocked her daughter, for acting out of order To impress a girl who to me knocked her out the water! But because the kid swears love Though when I see her friend its like the shit wears off I don't bother, while she want to kiss and then cuss and full of hate Get her friend? Mission Impossible Because she's the one the hon chose to boast to The way that her and the bitch is so close to be a waste So make music in my basement Don't cut her off till I find a good replacement One day I jumped in my Jeep, drove her to her friend's house, cause the hon was sleeping over My girl was acting fine, then the slime switched want to diss, I said "It's over you waste of time BITCH" Tried to kiss her friend, twice then a third She said "Stop, Rick", but didn't tell her friend a word I went to bed, here come my girl touching me intently Snuck out early, girlfriend wasn't acting as friendly as before Because she swore a nigga hit her "Well if you ain't love her why'd you go back to bed with her?" But I didn't, now the hon badgering I don't know, maybe it's me, maybe I'm imagining the love affair Got Rick sitting right here Waiting for you my dear Wondering if you're ever gonna show, you hoe Another brother out for one thing, mistook him for Steady relationship is what I'm really looking for Sincerity, scoop the hon I done it I said "Being straight up, it's you I really wanted" Though she fucked niggas with money like MAD I still found myself wanting the honey quite bad Loyal to her friend, though she wanted wood Then we did it, boy that pussy was good "But what if shorty finds out?" Never be too clever "Rick, she has to know if we're to ever be together" Chill, then we started to button the strap and Then my girl woke up, we acted like ain't nothing happened Later on, my girlfriend stormed in "We going to the supper club, some kid's performing Bye, see you later", Her girlfriend hot, then stopped living, Rick decide to follow I'm outside of the club sipping a beer through the best can Both sluts were sliding numbers to the next man Contradicting of words being together My girl, too, I should've known, birds of a feather Back in my Jeep, about 4:11 Popped another can, looked up to the heavens I'm a good man, in fact I know that I am And I deserve a lady love, that's why I'm wondering why I'm... Sitting in my car, waiting for you-ooh-ooh, lalalala Got Rick sitting right here Waiting for you my dear Wondering if you're ever gonna show, you hoe Something tells Rick he's a fool To let girls treat me so cruel But never-the-less, Rick said, you got me waiting Sitting in my car, waiting for you-ooh-ooh, lalalala, lalalala, lalalala, lalalala So you get my point son, you just don't trust no bitch, you know what I'm sayin? "Okay, daddy, I understand" Cause bitches ain't no good, you know what I'm sayin? "Okay, I get your point" Anyway, listen to this, check it out 1994, as the world gets trifer, I'm wondering, the f*ck I need a woman in my life for? (ya know) Cause its like a nigga whole history With you hoes been nothing but misery First rater, five-one stood Mad coke fiend though the bitch looked good Met her at the fever "What's going on, stranger?" And like a fool took her in and tried to change her I don't who I thought I's bluffing That BITCH wasn't giving up that coke for nothing "Oh you trying to dis, mister bougeois nigga Yet back in the day, you used to smoke coke cigarettes too, That type shit you ain't admitting" Because, homegirl, I grew out of it, you didn't Anyway, dead out of order Came in with a sheepskin her ex-lover bought her Who gave you that? "My ex" I said "Who?" Believe she had the nerve to say "You can wear it too" When I found strength to depart, I do Withdrew, for something brand new Someone who would be true Yes I should find someone who would be true Cause Ricky needs a love that's true True, oh dear, scooby dooby doo Scooby doo doo Then I met Sin, Sweating the viking A brown skinned fox, slim just like I like them "What? Sweating you? Picture that, nerd. Please" Anyway, the bitch had herpes! (you know) Imagine me, the fool being the spouse Doctor said I couldn't catch it unless I got aroused Found out snooping in her bag what she got Now why you ain't tell me? You worthless slut! "Because I loved you at the time and couldn't afford to" You know homegirl should get the Oscar award for her lying Anyway, stayed with the creep One day, Sybil here, talking in her sleep "Chris, wait," the bum bitch said So loud till a motherfucker fell out the bed Who the hell is Chris? She putting up resistance Until I caught her calling the nigga long distance Had the nerve to dis patch loving Boy am I lucky that I didn't catch nothing When I found strength to depart, I do Withdrew, for something brand new Someone who would be true Yes I should find someone who would be true Cause Ricky needs a love that's true True, true Indeed, I need a love that's true It seems I need a love that's true Oh dear, scooby dooby doo Oh gosh, Scooby doo doo-ooh (doo-ooh) Though happy I was free The need for love was still in me Got to the point where the need for it was killing me Then I met short here, hanging with my cousin Found out later how young the bitch was and Though I done hit it and she opened up a world And remind me of that song "Go Away, Little Girl" It had to end because the bitch weren't loyal, and spoiled "That's because I had you pussy whipped royal" You see the type of shit a nigga was gonna marry? You see the type of attitude the BUM BITCH carry? Like oil and water, impossible mixture Then temper tantrums came into the picture Yelling (ahhhh), carrying on bad and cursing Complete embarrassment to The Ruler as a person "Gimme shorts" Ruler will not permit you Then she goes wild, starts breaking up my furniture Flirts too, excuse me, a whore Like the world's worst groupie when I brought her on tour So when I found strength to depart, I do Withdrew, for something brand new Someone who would be true Yes I should find someone who would be true Cause Ricky needs a love that's true True, true Indeed, I need a love that's true It seems I need a love that's true Oh dear, scooby dooby doo Oh gosh, Scooby doo doo Ricky needs a love that's true-hoo-hoo |
Who Wrote Sittin' in My Car By Doug E. Fresh?
Ricky M. L. Walters, Vance Andre Wright, William John Lee Stewart
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