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Daft Punk Is Dead (Data Punk) · Daft Punk Is Playing at My House (LCD Soundsystem) · Daft Punk Is Playing at My House (LCD Soundsystem) · Discovered: As Sampled by Daft Punk (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dub-I-Dub (SMiLE.dk) · Dub Head: 90s Dub Sampler (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dubstars, Vol. 1: From Dub to Disco and from Disco to Dub (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dub-I-Dub (Me & My) · Daft [Japan Bonus Track] (The Art of Noise) · Dic. Nii. Lan. Daft. Erd. Ark [Deluxe Edition] (D:A:D) – and 90 other albums »


to get ass
I turn automobiles to hotels on wheels
I got money for a room it's just the fact that I'm trill
Bitches love when I cruise up the boulevard
seat recline, they notice the hand
Car movin' slow, driven by the invisible man
Everything on the dash, digital and
I got a fast stashbox don't make
in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch (what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us
We bump and pump meters,
let her hold it in than roll another spliff
Splurred by professional scenes I mean the punk police
Who always want to front on me they coming around
covered in spit,
Batters in the box (uh), Suffa to pitch,(what)
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch,
And we the funk leaders, punks you can't beat us,
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
I can start dippin'
Lay back, seat recline, they notice the hand
Car movin' slow, driven by the invisible man
Everything on the dash, digital
the sun set, with the streets niggas 'cause that's who I love
Standing next to Capo twin towers shoot up to the heaven sky
We rolling down the ninety-five,
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
jealous, hate to see a nigga rise up
They tryin' to size up, but punk nigga, wise up!
I pack my nine, yeah, I'm fine, and I chill with it
Shoot 'em in