Lyrics:
drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk
There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts
No one knew
just flew in from Winnetka, don't you know?
I'm gonna blow this joint apart!
I got my high heels! I don't need no wheels!
My footwork is an art!
out there grooving back and forth
I want you to scream out "Sir Too $hort" (Sir Too $hort!)
Don't stop that rap (Don't stop that rap!)
And it's just
there that crossed me cuss me
Everything come full circle word to the boss above me
Slow stroking cause the bamski way too big my gyal don't rush me
Woi
to the gitar there.)
Well, we took up off'n the highway and we come upon a sign says "Black Bear Road. You don't have to be crazy to drive this road, but it
I've been working graveyards shifts
Just to get it right
Even in the darkest place, there's a little light
I've been in the hardest place
Deep
I got a good foundation
Cause I came up came up from the concrete
I supposed to win by nature
Cause I came up came up from the concrete
There ain't
there
Always on route on the go shifting gears
Through the tri-county I be serving makin deals
Don't fumble with the pack pay attention behind the wheel
Do ride up with the 20 inch wheel
wood grain in the slamp for the sex appeal
got 'em bumpin' jumpin' sayin' somethin'
How ya do dat there the hoes
Do ride up with the 20 inch wheel
wood grain in the slamp for the sex appeal
got 'em bumpin' jumpin' sayin' somethin'
How ya do dat there the hoes
spoked wheels. In spite of all this, it is obvious that the way he really gets
around is by being dangled from place to place by a union guy with a dark
then rush 'em
Figure you'll get jumped, hell that's nothing
They don't wanna stop there now they bussin'
Now you gushin', ambulance rushin'
You
I am done now
I am done with you
Yeah I'm gone now
I am gone now
I am gone now
We're hanging by a thread
There's no symmetry
It is killing me
Don
a clip
Give him a hand and a word and he'll dip
Heel turn strong word big grip
Bridge burn and carry a big stick
Standing with my sister
Always side by
hoes
If you thinkin', California livin' is fake
There's some real ass n*ggas in this big ass state
I took a four hour drive up Interstate 5
Did a hundred
it sound more impressive, we won't call it a Ferris wheel. We'll call it an Observation wheel!
(Ooh!)
You sure there aren't any big wheels elsewhere,
gave the wheel a big old spin
On the final round I hit 10,000
and solved the puzzle with the letter "N"
I made a fool out of the competition
There that
mind
Hold on woah don't blink
You just might miss this ride
She got the looks that kill
I could be dead by dawn
I'm whipping on this wheel
I got my
ay)
Stop that drink up, lock that linkup
Just by the flick of my finger
Big batty gyal, locked Insta
Wray in her cup now she wants some mixup
Back your
I told Jesus take the wheel
We pulled up to the stu
I got things to say
I got things to do
I got things to prove
I don't know my purpose
If it ain't
with a simple life
No American idol but I get by
Wish I could tour a fifth wheel bus back to the real world
Time to wake up and smell the anti freeze
tamales? )
If it ain't about the phones
Or about the long dreads
It will be about the car wheels
I was born to survive so I live big
(So I live big)
If
and stared at the wall
And I'm swearin' to God I air all y'all
I live by the sword or the pistols
Summertime I'm outside with niggaz with pitbulls
I don
I sell fake dope, it don't even work
Smoke you at 8:00 and won't even twirk
I shoot prostitutes like plastic ducks
Buck, buck, ping! I gives no fucks
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