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the time of day From The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe Here she comes Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Hey, Jim you'd better get the rig Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
the time of day From The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe Here she comes Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Hey, Jim you'd better get the rig Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
the time of day From The Atchison, Topeka And The Santa Fe Here she comes Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Hey, Jim you'd better get the rig Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
jeans Har det formidabelt, meget fint Ambitioner, Jimmy Iovine Gider ikk', hvis ikk' der skejs i For jeg vil gern' vær' meget rig (meget rig
eller rød? Når jeg (Når jeg) ringer på +45 Hva' vil du gøre? Yeah ah ah, yeah ah ah ah Bli' rig, eller dø i forsøget, yeah Yeah ah ah, yeah ah ah ah Vil'
rings but it's not his voice Seems the highway patrol has found a jack-knifed rig In a snow bank in Illinois But the driver was missin'
and the ice Jessi-Jo said you had better beware, understand and take my advice Oh, Jessi-Jo, where did you go? There's an oil rig on my right Jessi-Jo, I
after pyramids, What would you rig that with plastic explosives and trip wire? And if we lost our arms, And lost our voice Could we trick
No more gas in the rig, can't even get it started Nothing heard, nothing said, can't even speak about it On my life, on my head, don't wanna think
the store why'all never had a run-in before, with the likes of an outlaw Predicate assassin, smashin Open shit, rig scope, focus it Give niggaz what they
The spider, dropping down from twig, Unfolds a plan of her devising, A thin premeditated rig To use in rising. And all that journey down
went Rigs came down and the money got spent And the wisemen saved for a rainy day The fools packed up and moved away The hotels closed and the bars
with gasoline, mixed with antifreeze And you just some light beer nigga Sig Sauer spit a wig for ya Sip oil better than an oil rig, dig? All your
the time of day From the Atchison, Topeka, and the Santa Fe Here she comes Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Hey Jim, you'd better get the rig Whoo hoo hoo hoo hoo
the gears eighteen wheels Rigs and robots riding on their heels Fine tune robot making a sand box Heats and infernos burning like Draino Down
the operation Don't expect some generation Cyanide ride down the turnpike Hundred hours on the miracle mic Grinding the gears eighteen wheels Rigs and robots
Well, my daddy was a world class trucker, Took my momma on a four day trip And she swears to me that I was conceived at a big-rig dealership.
They tryna rig the culture, you could say they vultures You dead sauce, so why the fuck you reachin' for that holster? Gangbangin' is a test,
them highways If you can't grow it then you buy weight For that big body in that driveway Crime pays, I'm on the highway Big Rig Truck, wanna fly away
emcees like lumberjacks cutting trees Rip microphones like Freddy rip kids Like car rigs do bids My burner's always there To the back, to the side,
Are you ready to go now Well my daddy' was a world class trucker He met my momma on a four day trip And she swears to me I was Conceived at a big rig
of bud With ya drop-top, six-four rollin' on dubs Be bangin' in the trunk when I'm out in the club Ain't got no rigs to chain Cause ya keeps it hood
Down among the pigs, did some hearty rigs I played some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead Or better
Connected with an air hose And I had me a real good rig Went on a binge for one week Got to where I couldn't speak To anyone oh I was high It's that wine
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