NSG & MHD – In Da Car Lyrics

 

In Da Car Lyrics by NSG & MHD

 

Exercise yard with the barbwire
Stare through your soul but I’m a calm fella
Slide over there like cha cha
Broski done the dirty then flew Mecca

How you leave your Bruce like Kris Jenner
Take a left no indicator
Point a man out with my index finger
Growing up all we knew was shito pepper

In da car, smoking indica
Everyday twos me but you ain’t my n****
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker

I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa
I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa

Got the ball rolling this be soccer
Broski leave him read like pogba
Excellent finish that be droga
The shotty W) b) no ti s3 ko ka

Like Abz said devilish drop
Broski does devilish things
Of the wray that’s that’s demon time
She naughty but the Jesus type

Got my money up still living like low life
Different outfit on the same roadside
I’m with a Gwalla He say fila la puta
For gwolla get the profile off computer

And my ghana girl she hotta than shito
When we de she wan blow me like hookah
Mak me wanna double tap it like insta
Dats how bros double tappin dat pinga

In da car, smoking indica
Everyday twos me but you ain’t my n****
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker

I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa
I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa

Eh frère, Au début c’est bien, après c’est nul
Tellement de concerts que maman me voyait plus
Mais c’est plus fort que moi, j’aime trop la plume
J’aime trop la rue, mais la bas il y’a pas de thune wallah
Un flow de batard, à ceux qui crachent sur moi une grosse patate
A ceux qui croient en moi la gang moula, gang moula
Nouveau depart, je remet le compteur à zero
Elle dit qu’elle m’aime à la folie, elle connait pas mes défauts
Envie de tous les wet, mais il y’en a trop donc comment faire
Gros je vais tous les froisser, pas besoin de fer
Premier roro sans les streams, je suis rentré dans les lignes
Je suis sur le red carpet, épinglé chez Fratelli
Mauvais garçon dans mon verre, j’ai la gorge qui brule
Comme Winnie je suis plutot miel, j’aime bien quand c’est brut
Plaque allemande quand je passe au péage,
Gamos de malade, tu crois que j’ai quel âge
On mangeait des zéniths, t’avais meme pas de dates, c’est un truc de malade

In da car, smoking indica
Everyday twos me but you ain’t my n****
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker

I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa
I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa

Igbo la’ni o gbe mi de be
So high right now fi mi si le
It’s not easy but we finesse
All my n***** they’re the realest

She saw the kid she wan’ romancing me
She love the drip made her drown instantly
Now she wanna know what cologne this is
Probably creed mix with the weed

Mway trips I use to get carsick
Blood on the dancefloor
Louie v carpet
Play with one of mine
You could end up in a casket
Push to start it and I ain’t gotta park it

Last night I fucked Veronica
I give her da good wood but she still my n****
Smoking my cannabis, she knew me as a dealer
Don’t offer me henny, we sipping tequila

Alif ba ta,
Nairobi girl nakupenda
Kenyan fans asente sana
All my area boyz, asente sana

Do fuckery but still pray to allah
Who goes there, you no want wahala
If you check me, you don check wahala
Say she loves me, nakupenda, asante sana

In da car, smoking indica
Everyday twos me but you ain’t my n****
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker
Baby it’s our secret, if you off your knicker

I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa
I know my guy would do it for a Louis sweater
Slide through a mans chimney like Santa