Lyrics:
the shit damn I stink!
It's Dutchy man playboy want you think
From the watch to the link
And if you don't know by now then you ain't
Uh I'ma gangsta
Chorus
Say what you want you can't get on my wave
They try to get that I'm already paid
Play if you want just don't get in my way
Where them big bills
Yea buddy
Riding in that big drop
Riding down 80
On the wheel with my Wrist watch
That bitch huddy
Man that bitch a big thot
I don't trust these
Wheel up the bloodclart Julie
Wheel up the bloodclart
Wheel up the bloodclart Julie
Wheel up the bloodclart
I'm the whole package baby
This is
bodies (couple bodies)
When we got killed, well, there's some hours, scattered rain shower
The pain hurt (oh) but the cold heart, fact of the matter,
Buckets of the gold big Boy keep it cold
Power push this money cross the globe
Big wheels big deals seeing nothin but big big bills
Big wheels big deals
And the lox puts you in orbit AOK
But that big hunk of liverwurst
Has been there since October First,
And today is the Twenty-Third of May
So when you go
I'm just looking out the window and it's cold outside
There are two boys yelling behind me and I'm terrified
Counting trees as they pass me by
with hand sanitizer
And go ask your old man for pants the right size
There's squirrels on your porch
Go review records by girls for the source
I'm sick
Bruh bruh
I know people be looking at me when people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels
They be seeing all these diamonds on a bitch
to you spit your rap someone else wrote
Used to get beat up by the big kids
Used to let the big kids steal my big wheel
And I wouldn't do shit but just
don't say you don't know I'm right
When I say we'll get by
Ain't no big deal to say I love you still
Call out my name, I'll be here
Ain't no big deal
a diaper n' he hangs it on a stick
Over his back n' goes headin' on down by the pierside.
He gettin' on down by the pierside,
His manager's down there
The big wheel keeps on turning
On a simple line day by day
The earth spins on its axis
One man struggle while another relaxes
There's a hole in
Feed 'em to the lions
Feed 'em to the lions
I said feed 'em to the lions
Yo, check here
Wheel him
My bro don't talk, just leave 'em
Dem man wanna
(Mad! Siep!)
Big man yuh ah fi work pon it ever stand don't fall
Pray pon it before you walk that tall
Many dem ah talk bout when you get fault
He was a long, tall stranger from way down south
Where he'd left his life behind
He had a big, old Gibson and a pickup truck
And Shenandoah
humini, see
My DJ go by the name of Jazzy
Little chest big tummy
Watch the man rip the wheels and a
It's almost if the things are real and a
He's the man
about two and a half minutes
I'll just waste time by doing nothing. How does that sound
And more lies, and that's a saw
Never had I thought that such
like to go to Morrow so can I go today and get to Morrow by tonight if there is no delay?"
"Well, well," said he to me, "and I've got no more to say.
chains? Chainsaws?
Swordfish? Shish kebab? Bobcat?
Do you want a cat or not?
Well, you wanna be a big shot, don't you?
Don't you wanna be the next big
at the wheels
Chrome two piece lorenzos got me lookin' like a mil
Peace called, if you wanna talk then later we can build
All I ever wanted was a big body benz
hopped a fence yesterday
Saw a bunch of weeds growing right by my side
So I wait on the day
I don't have to leave this place
I can rest my boots for
And I'm Nathaniel, Mel Gibson, Danny Gloverin'
And I'm not hearin' you, you might as well be mumblin'
See I have dreams, and with a man what would
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