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throw up and I did
When you packed up your bags so quick
You didn't even think about me
Think about this

And you took a black cab
But it felt more

wanna wrap my arms around you til' the sun comes up
Caus' you make me feel sober
So why you wanna take a cab ride home
When it's four in the morning
Why

Having Shootouts at the bank
I get all the cash
Money made me sexy women won't my autograph
Ain't have no Lyft of Uber had to Make her call a cab

Let me get my fit
Let me fit my Raf
Let me take you on a trip
While I take this tab
Let me take you in the whip
I'm a fucking cab driver
Anybody

Hit you hit you bad with ya motherfuckin' tax tax cab
Hit hit you back, get ya motha mother bag back
Put ya mouth where the moneys at
Debit, we take

Roll it back
Fuck
Hold the bruck just
Hold the Bruck likr
Oh my gawd
Back come oh my lard
I've Lost my mind
I'm Lost for words
Back of the cab bro's

pads
There  I'm running errands 
Riding In stinking cabs, 
with closed windows
Cause rain's pouring...


Cab's Lo-fi speakers burst:
You're such

miss what I don't have
Cause I don't care
I'll be there in a yellow cab
I know the driver, a street survivor
I tip him well each way
He's my ticket to my

Sometimes I’m deep in my bag. These haters be making me laugh. These bitches be making me mad. Put my dick in her then call her a Cab. She want me

the bathroom with some
Guy who looks the same same as you, baby

Oh, I got five boys posted in the back
(In the back)
I got four bitches waiting in the cab
(In

Won't call a cab for these bitches
I don't give a damn bout these bitches
I don't give a damn bout these bitches
I'll leave yo ass in the parking lot

BM cab', cab'
Filocher le dab avant la danse du dab, roule avec ma colombienne dans un BM cab', cab'
Eh
Sortez les glocks, eeh (baw)
Sortez les

New York City

moe.

Dither

2001

Want a man with a scar on his face and a peg leg
Drives his cab fifteen miles per hour down Broadway
Looks at me with his crooked smile while

the answer babe
An' I don't seem to see a dog-gone thing

I'll flag me a cab and I'll
Ride around all over town oh baby
Yes I'll flag me a cab and I think I'll

pa' mi party 
Me avisas, me llama' cuando estés llegando 

El cab lo cogió (jaja) 
Dos pases se dio (Que loca) (yi) 
Mai nadie te vio 

Mai nadie

And I will never trust another man to get me home,
My dad in his cab
He was driving through the nineties, no better man to call than
My dad in his cab

Red Cab to Manhattan

Stephen Bishop

Friends for Schuur

2000

what to say

Me and my car broke down



So I'm going to take a
Red Cab to Manhattan
I'll be heading out my door
Got some friends who want

Kay

John Wesley Ryles

Country Music Classics, Vol. 10 (Late 60's)

1991

livin', yet I'm dyin' starin' out at music city 
From my cab

Caution lights blink out their warning some old faithful Big Ben clock chimes 3 A.M.

tshwere voka
Wena theng' idash wena reka dash
Ngi phet inghane wena call a cab a ubitse cab
Hey unghasabi
Ba baba wasabi
Hey Mr party hey Mr party

I want the car with the digital dash
Step on the gas 
Moving too fast 
Leave smoke in the pass
Not taking a cab 
Stop making me laugh 
Step back in

She puts her hands up on me 
Forget the flaws I thought I had 
As I wait for the taxi cab to pick us up

She's touched the coldest winter 
But never

drunk at home with you
Cab's sitting outside
To take us home to that bottle of whiskey
That Old Number Seven's
Been making you feel kinda frisky
I guess

back home
I'm tired of travelling around and being on my own

Hotels and motels, airports, cabs and trains
Hotels and motels, airports, cabs and trains

Ayy
Yea
Ayy
Yea
Ayy
I like to brag
I like to brag
I’ll put your bitch in a cab
My shorty is bad
She need a bag
She put the bag in her bag
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