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a lollipop from the pretty bank teller Go cart track with a '57 Chevy I carry my weight but I'm getting kinda heavy Fuzzy Wuzzy was a fair, Fuzzy Wuzzy had
back With black rubber streaks On the go-cart track I survived this trial by fire I thrived out of this darkness I did what I had to And for that
a life like richie rich with my own mcdonalds in my crib go cart tracks, and rollercoasters die real young of an over dosage. oh my god. oh my god. im
on the fucking track, like a go cart Push start, no car key When Imma rich, gonna buy out Barney's Go there, I don't ever wanna go there Yeah, but tonight think I
I can spit these bars like a Groza And I can run the field like Cozart Yeah I'm on the beat like Mozart And I fly through the track like a Go-cart
know we be strolling Strolling like stroller You got a baby on the way Now please don't be too mad But you should check the DNA Like a cart needs
don't know bout that but, hey We took the golf cart On the track Tried to find a good golfing spot Then all of a sudden All of a sudden I saw a giant
is bright red On track Cart explosive Dynamite sticks Can't tunnel through this tight schist Metamorphic cocoon Cliff metamorphosis Verbal forest fire
Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in, And that poor boy must be dead. Oh, yonder he lays on the railroad track With the cart wheels over his
the best lies What you need at this time All aboard Music is life Lay the tracks Tote the cart Connect the notes Strings to heart All aboard Pick it up
they pull, they'll never tear us apart; Ride the wheels, right up of off, this cart, Been around the track, won't hurry, to getting back, It's time, that
yourself, there's always someone else to take charge And put the cart on the right track So you can buckle up and sit back Oh but your parents keep on asking
stone Oh yeah I made a power track I made a power track mine cart run And my dada loved it Oh yeah Redstone is the best Red red stone Redstone is
illusion Like carts on a track In this world Nothing's ever over And you always keep comin' back And you always keep comin' back Time is a flat circle
I'm the G.O.A.T in C.R I bring the hope in every bar I represent my town that's straight from the heart Purchase my album add it to the cart I bring
bringing my cash back She pouring up pimp c p80 that's with me please nigga don't temp me Ill squeeze that till its empty she play the track go cart Hoes
Cattle in a cart Cruisin' down the track Mooing at the moon Through Chicagoland Under bridges, and... To the packing plant
on and off the tracks Our little cart is quick, this is such a blast If you think you are safe you better think again You can never stop us, donkey kong
The go cart races round the track Just two boys having fun Building up a friendship To last forever and beyond And music was their passion To one day
WHAT THE FUCK Seem like everybody went straight to panic mode Takin everything that the cart can hold Not keepin track of what they got at home In result
the factories and railroad tracks through shopping carts and trash where bottles broke in fits of mirth where weeds spring forth from trampled earth my mouth is
cause. (CHORUS) It must be a bus stop, there through the snow The wind whips right through her thin winter coat (Mm-hmm) She pulls a cart behind her,
Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in, And that poor boy must be dead. Oh, yonder he lays on the railroad track With the cart wheels over his
through ya heart And leave you on the train tracks in a shopping cart This ain't just beats and bars, Its things I'll do to you In Compton fuck, I'm tryin
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