OJ Da Juiceman - Car Talk lyrics

[Chorus: x2] I talk to my car Like Michael did Kit I'm Alaska in Atlanta And I'm iced when selling bricks And I talk to my money because my money very funny And, since I got that money all my homies turn phony. Say, I talk to my car Tell my car to crank up Then I talk to my car Tell my car to back up Then I tell my car to make a phone call it does it Red and black charger Black and red buckets Pockets on extra Juice man stuntin' Walkin on ice dog, I'm buzzin Raised on the 'crest with a shout-out to my cousin Right wrist retarded Left wrist buggin' And I got that loud back 5 50 onions Bentley super-tall like your name was Paul Bunyon And I got that gat nicknamed Obama Young Juice Man 200 band to my mama [Chorus x2] Well I talk to my money and my money extra funny and it sitting on my shoulder and it's telling me get money And my pinky ring so big and these yellow like some funions but I'm bunkin and I'm boomin so today we eat with money And I'm shining on the hater with my diamonds super sunny And I'm trappin' like afool so I've never been a dummy And ever since a kid all I thought about was money So, when I cop the Hummer the same color as the honey [Chorus x2] Alaksa in Atlanta and I got the white guys Right hand cookin with mo chickety pot pies Bouldercrest workin in the trappin green pies Juice stamp chickens got me stacking bad guys Big face 100s small face dumbers Got so much money and don't forget the karma Big face 100s small face dumbers Got so much money and don't forget the karma