Lyrics:
that shouldn't be a thought
Turn your head into a pretzel, turn to knot
Ricky Bobby if you ain't first then you last
2 cars, turn up the dash
One push
(Car drives up, engine turns off)
"Yo Pap, yo son
What you doing out here this late, son?"
"Hey, nothing I came to the twenty-four-hour store
clutch on my side
They steady talking bout these rumors, they be tryna get by
Tell you the truth, I ain't going tell you no lies
My heart done shattered
once around the block, drivin' really slow
Turn the car around and you head on home
When you cruise a Cadillac, you never gonna cruise alone
You can
can help her, we' have to turn around"
Pull Boys! Pull! Hear the coxswain call
Call this a storm lads? It's just a Norfolk squall!
Pull Boys! Pull! We
steer
Nothing but triple beams here
Friends doing time by the threes yeah
Scholars turn into fiends here
Too many shattered dreams yeah
They want to take
Tears out the eyes is the weather I weep
Give cheddar to beggars to better my keep
Don't turn her back and never a cheat
Won't be here forever, we sever
yellow with the little shades of pink
Death is all I think while I'm smoking by the sink
Watch that water turn red, guess my mind is on the..
(Brink)
bars
I Ride around the red sands in my red car
(Yuh yuh yea)
(Yuh yuh yea)
I started rappin' back in high school then I made it out
To all you going
the system
Cops, they ride around in little cars
And throw folks behind bars, like little jars.
They supposed be there just to serve and protect,
But they
forget
So I bought him a dram and he swallowed it down
Saying I'm honest as the next man can be
It's the truth I swear by not a word of a lie
And here's
bloody meat
Boy done fuckin' with me, real man, and I done told him
So let's just step out on the block and pd-roll him
Load up the Uzis, turn
the system
Cops, they ride around in little cars
And throw folks behind bars, like little jars.
They supposed be there just to serve and protect,
But
they ride around in little cars
And throw folks behind bars, like little jars
They supposed be there just
To serve and protect
But they just punch faces
You build a life together
And it's shattered on the floor
Once again you're gathering up the pieces
Your ship has come untethered
Drifting free once
make your booty go bump, bump
You got a whole lot a junk in your trunk, trunk (Come on)
Girls shake your booty don't stop, stop (Yep)
Turn around
And you'r not too cool and your not so funny!
Spreading your seed all over the town
Getting too greedy and messing around
Oh my gosh, you must be joking me
And you'r not too cool and your not so funny!
Spreading your seed all over the town
Getting too greedy and messing around
Oh my gosh, you must be joking me
young man
Had been beaten by the police and the only way you know
You've got to be with the people and we live separated
We go in air-conditioned cars
It's too late to turn around
Oh what I wouldn't give
To stand on solid ground
The wind is howling wild
These oars can't save us now
Just sea, our
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Was Impatiently Trying To Get By
Now Every time Go Crazy
When I Feel Little Thing Getting Me Mad
I Stop And Look Around And Realize
My Life Ain't So
shopping for the mantelpiece
Overkill is catalogued and crammed
Into banana leaves
Polaroids around him like a
Visit from the Vantablack
Miniatures in Biggie
mobile)
This for my niggas with the pretty cars (look at the grill on my pimp mobile)
This for my niggas who got all the hoes (look at the grill on my
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