Lyrics:
because you're not for real Why you hurt me, girl Just because you're not for real Why you hurt me, girl Never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle
because you're not for real Why you hurt me, girl Just because you're not for real Why you hurt me, girl Never, ever had a lover Who put the peddle
As he began to drop the peddles from the rose on that grace he began to talk to his mother These are some of the words he was saying to his mother
Peddle to the medal yeah I'm never gonna stop Peddle to the medal yeah I'm never gonna stop Peddle to the medal yeah I'm never gonna stop Peddle
Foot down in the peddle & scrrr Had to hit 'em niggas where it hurts Told em I'm the realist confirmed Make the good girls convert Foot down in
the peddle to the floor to go faster Driving nascar in my back yard yeah cnd my music goes hard when the car starts I never put my car in park cause I know
put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie Oh, no You took my money, you took my time Made me think everything was fine Then you
I run this shit Just like a race I run this shit That's everyday You know my name We're not the same I got the peddle to the metal I'm headed for
Billy Peddle Billy Peddle did you see Tom White? Billy Peddle Billy Peddle did you see Tom White? Billy Peddle Billy Peddle did you see Tom White?
put the peddle to the metal And burn rubber on me, Charlie Oh, no You took my money, you took my time Made me think everything was fine Then you
I don't cha cha slide But I'll do boogie and dash Crash Whis past red light Doing 80 peddle on gas Not a knife boy fist up fight No need to back
Please forgive me for anything I might do that could put my life in jeopardy Or keep me alive throughout my depression Peddle to the floor Rose
Fresh like the King of Zamunda just like the King of Zamunda Every times I'm stepping out they throw rose peddles at feet like I'm the King
Yeah dem dey yarn dust but me I no go settle The music be like drugs and I'll never stop to peddle aye Daily we dey climb just dey try to change
on my goal, watch me I'm going all in Put the peddle to the floor I'm going all in I made up my mind ,watch me I'm going all in cin't a damn thing going
Chorus: Smoking on the dro, thinking bout my cashflow Got my peddle to the flo, a jazzy hoe by my side We ain't worried bout a thing, we switching
was in them streets, and one foot in y'all lives I love them all, four baby mothers, no wife Pick a spot, settle there, y'all can't peddle here Stake
she wanna be my side chick She most like the way I drip drip 320 a bottle you know I sip sip Steering wheel, wood grain grip So I Hit the peddle
heart Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart Stepped on the peddle like it was his heart She stepped on the peddle like it was his heart
stomach for a while Kicked her in the ass while she gave birth to a crystal Chorus: Mr. Eon, Cage I peddle smut like paper routes with
A little hillbilly bending on some guitar strings Some peddle steel whining like a whistle of an old freight train To get that foot stompin' honkey tonkin'
to concentrate On the peddle-pumping rhythm Of the eighty-eight You and I could Harmonize Cuddle up and Improvise Cut a rug Or kiss and hug Until we see
want medals an that We don't wanna settle an that But we willing to peddle an that Want bitches in several an that If they willing to wrestle an that
Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Yeh Bazengaa Tuki Step in ni commotion hatu settle Ma peng ting kuwazungusha kama peddle Nikiwa kwa form jua ni genje
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