Lyrics:
No I don't want
Just anyone
I'm loving what I see in front of me
Don't give a fudge
About anyone
I know what you need, baby
Listen to me speak it
shit got the wheel of a monster truck
Sipping on some Remy while I'm tryna get my song to buzz
They say it's gold in these bars like some Wonka fudge
I
having fun and heading down to the fair
And it goes from there
He was a sweet hot fudge sundae with a cherry on top
A moonlit country road and a red
method
And if y'all rush this capitol building y'all finna get shredded
We talkin big lights big wheels and big rides
We get live Double Dragon do it big
rude
I think about it first
Like when I stepped on a Hot Wheel
It hurt more than a little bit
I almost said a bad word
But then I said "Oh
inhibitions?
Once you start with me, well you'll never get enough
Are you addicted to the real thing?
Unadulterated chocolate fudge
Sweet tooth, sugar buzz
Although of course
We must admit
He will be altered quite a bit
Slowly wheels go round and round
And cogs begin to grind and pound
We'll boil him for
Blue Pink Shades, when I run big deals
Riding round the town with my brand new wheels
Cruise through the city in the morning
Guessing everybody got
And coming back
And on top of the ferris-wheel
He threw up on the heel
Of the beautiful girl who was laughing
Well there must have been some pizza
And there
Picked who
Whose fudge
(Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick)
Copied who
(Ding)
Is it me
Or is it you
Oh, won't stand
No this won't do
It's so
off?
is this your stop?
do you gotta have a tripledecker super fudge sundae
with a goddamn cherry on top?
i mean, what makes you so lavish
that you
try to tell me this world
just isn't beautiful enough?
do you wanna get off
is this your stop
do you gotta have a triple decker super fudge sundae
with
make out for a little then I say goodnight
And we kiss one more time as we both hit the lights
Bout five minutes later I make a slight noise
The wheels
of all of it
Oh yeah
Choco taco got me lots of bad hoes
Got a special condo all for your type of hoe
Got that white fudge sickle something nice for your
not be harmed
Although, of course, we must admit
He will be altered quite a bit.
Slowly, the wheels go round and round,
The cogs begin to grind
around
Its about to go down jealous foes of mine go around threaten to gun us down
They don't know about mine but they can find me and mine we don't fudge
brown, and fudge it
I know she won't hold me down
So fuck it
The reason why she always around is money
The way Im dripping, leaking for miles,
Wetting up
and then some hash fudge as well
Fatty
It was a posh private invite thing
Sting was there and so was Bruce Party from Tribe
He was a lovely guy but I never
Up in the morning, feeling alive
Not in the mood for ordeals
Get in my car just to go for a ride
Another day at the wheel
Bang into third
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