Lyrics:
it's the persistence
In a car while roaming around
All my thoughts been roaming around
Where I come from like a hole in the ground
Silly me still
nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down
Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself
On the road most pathless
Postal code L0st Atlantis
Dead load on my car axles
Not from ode but from ghost sadness
Their abode and it's host's status
Brandon Miller
Yeah
Giving straps to killers
In the red with the dead
I'm a walking thriller
Keep the hammer by my side
Bitch I'm bob the builder
Heavy
Degree me
Degree me
Degree me
Degree me
Party at my place, tell your friend to bring a friend
Tonight we going up like B.o.B in 2010
(Airplanes)
Degree me
There was Everything but the Girl
Bob Geldof has no ego
That man should get the Nobel Prize
By the time he sang the solo on Feed the World
I thought he
Yeah
Hahaha
I don't just talk
To talk
No cap
In my game
But I'm about
To talk
To all of y'all
You already snow
Hahaha
Ya want to talk
Yeah let's go
The hospital needs a hospital
Now they mocking you
They say the flattery is sincere
I run like a n**** younger than me by ten years
Yeah, and that's my car
help myself, my thoughts ain't my own
The voices in my head just won't leave me alone
Murda murda murda, kill kill kill
Pissing on the car seats,
those crazy Cuffies
Ya'll floss like ya'll Jay-Z and Puffy's
You get robbed, bucked down by a crazy Cuffie
Bobby! Fuckin' the mics is my hobby
Fuckin'
See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been black
And my hair, I tried it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly
See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been black
And my hair, I tried it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly
in a Nissan
And I used to be embarrassed by his car but I was driven
Now a nigga got a Benz be my underprivileged too big
All I had was time
Cruising round in that hoopty, got the diesel up on deck
My car cost a fraction of your, your bitch still breaking her neck
Club closed niggas what's
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
Leave me the hell alone, get back back back
A drop in the ocean
Stopped in motion
Locked in commotion
Got no notion
Rock and a hard place
Rotten, a car
in the neighbourhood
One clown slay they should
Over-mark overbearing
Lost my mark lost my bearing
A missed dart stop your staring
Filled with fear no
clutch the 5-speed and bust
The more the merrier, secure the area, my la familia
Is ultimate superior we don't jack cars
We jack for aircraft carriers
I
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly
(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)
[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Ensemble: (singing)
De white boy troubles!
(white boy troubles!)
De white
man?
I'm taking my girl out on a date tonight
You don't got any more marijuana in the car do you?
Nah
No, you smoke it all?
Yup
Alright, what I'm
I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof?
Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go
boy, you dey ride car, who give you money to take buy motor
Yeah, Look around look around you
Tell me what you see all around you yeah
Bob Marley came
My Car fast like a cheetah
My Ex said that ima cheater
She left me for another cheater
And ion really think I need her
And I don't really wanna be
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