Pull up on the block in a drop-top chicken box Whether thats right I will never know(ugh well here goes nothin) We bobbin to the music this is how we do it(all night)īreezin down the freeway just me and my baby(in our ride)
In my two-seater she the one that I would take Now Im Roy Jetson Im somewhere out of space Need a new safe cause Im runnin out of space I love a nasty girl who swallow is on the menuĪnd money triple up when you get it out of state Put this music shit aside get it in on the roadĮxotic red bottoms, so-bodied glittered in goldįollowing fundamentals Im following in the rental
When Im alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wallsĪutomatic weapons on the floor but who can you call Whether thats right I will never know(ugh but here goes nothin) I just needed time to do what I had to do
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