Uhh, hey! Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Speak on it now Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Uh, uh! I call girls car hoppers 'Cause I make em hit notes like they was singin' at the operas May I say, on any day, yeah they with it They're in a Yugo, if you got the Yugo kitted (say what?) Stand by your man, yes that's what they all claim You don't have a car? Then you're f**ed up in the game They'll walk by ya, and say hiya Is he drivin' 'cause he cute? Oh no, his sh** is tired (oh no) And they'll turn like you got the virus 'Cause you didn't have a car, or the one had there wasn't fliest But for the record I'm not trickin' But you can call me Timex, 'cause I'll still take the lickin' So if you're hot and bothered, or in a frenzy I'll pop the mack soundtrack in the Benzy And you can tell me how you choose me baby Baby, this no time for you, to act crazy You can't play me, not like Play-Doh Don't leave me for the kid honey, in the Laredo (speak on it) But if you gots to go, you gotta go, I can't stop her That's the lifestyles of the car hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers (uh!) Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers (uh!) Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers (yeah) Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Mm, uh! A yeah baby, things is kinda swivey Ever since my dad put me up on his Rivi-era Now I see things much clearer When I'm in my ride, women want to be nearer to the Showstopper, yeah the profiteer Uh, excuse me honey, it's not nice to stare Dare, if you want to get with this here Put on your best gear, and step to the rear I'll be there, say about ten thirty And know that don't be late honey cause my beeper, is loaded
And, if you're not there, by the toot of the horn (Kick it) Uh, I'm gone, car hoppers! Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers (hey) Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers (yeah) Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers (hey) Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Uh, now you think things is right 'cause she's on The next man's goose neck and s**in' his exhaust pipe She's got him and he's got an erection Just because of his fuel injection, system All before yeah she used to diss him Now she knows money on down to his pistons And his engine, or let's say his cha**is Just blow your horn and she'd run like La**ie Or better yet, she'd flip like Kujo If you got a Jag, or a Porsche Turbo (once again, break it down) They got more promises than Thomases And I think they better go and call, Hoppers Anonymous But I know, where to send 'em Ah to the Hyundai dealer to gets the Benz emblem Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Uh uh, yeah baby c'mon Uh, you car hoppers c'mon now Uh, yeah baby c'mon Uh, you car hoppers c'mon Uh, you car hoppers c'mon Uh, you car hoppers c'mon Uh, you car hoppers c'mon Uh Yo, if you see a car hopper right now Would you please pull to the curb? Uhh, yeah, c'mon Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers Car hoppers, car-car-hoppers