Texty:
Cars The Sad Song

's just a sad song A sad song, yeah It's just a sad song And you're getting it on It's just a sad song, sad song It's just a sad song And it won't take

give it to me 'Cause I can show you 'bout a real love And I can promise anything that I do is just to satisfy you Don't let him sing you a sad song,

the pain Man, you wanna see this kid he was so fucking unreal When he gets that call he?s too far gone To get it together to sing one song They won?

got two more verses for you This ain't just to an individual person These questions here for all of ya I can write a song with out ice, bitches, and cars

Jumped in my ride, headed for the set You know the 'ave, where all the girls sweat Hit the switch, turn my CD on Toni Braxton; another sad love song

your cell It was plain to see that your life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song Of

, brought on by a sad song After biggie's, one more chance, who was ugly doin'? Sade made me wanna do it in the rain R. Kelly had me rentin' cars to do

Ya'll pay attention ova there Repersenting Page County You know what I'm saying? Everybody doin songs talking about what they got and they jewelry and they cars

bitch Pullin' all capers to get the bitch hair fixed You tellin' me I'm crazy but love is a motherfucker Couldn't find a job I turned to sellin' cluckers Makin' bank buyin' cars