Lyrics:
The same ship exported my click to pick cotton
Escape the plantation, contact my man satan
Then re up some weed like a bumble clot jamacian
I'm a do what I
[Paris]
Rougher than a rusty razor, he'll amaze ya
Mixin dope tricks that stick like Frasier
Cue the wheels of spin then begins to blend
Scarface in
hold you down
Bun B da ima man amongst men my chain is white gold my steel is Tungsten
I'm made of tough skin you gon' respect me
(hold up) take mo
The act of makin love...is...
[REFRAIN]
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by
some men for the county
Toiled on over a while
Then they fade
Six lanes of progress
Five miles to my right
My four wheels howl homeward bound
Three hours
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Yo, I go by the name of Dubious Thoughts
I feel like sometimes, I hide behind my shell
Like I was bound for hell but, I got a story to tell
Cuz my
and broke their silence
And assembled on the shores
Of the closest island
With their folk beside them
And a rogue defiance
Went 2 by 2 and awoke Poseidon
2 by
She wheels her wheelbarrow
Through streets that are narrow,
Her barrow is narrow, her hips are too wide
So wherever she wheels it,
or a ringtone
I'm the playlist on your new iphone
1000 watt speakers up the woods in Wales
I'm a 1 man sound system just like Gary Clails
Woke up this morning,
Spin the wheel if the price right
Gotta get my money up tryna get my life right
Got a cup of Hi-Tech splash and its on ice
Mike Amiri jeans and I
divorce
Your crib ain't no fuckin resort
Scenery coming by choice ain't no sonning the boy
I'm still slide with every feature on factory wheels
Donnie
for clout
Call with big bro he just hearing me out
Offramp by N1 I'm switching it out
New continentals
The front wheel to back
And the back wheels
I'm Through with the second guessing a brotha through stressing
Over if I'm gonna make it man a nigga will make it
You can hear the determination
the tool)
I’m 99
I’m JJ Watts up in the fuckin’ stu
(I’m in that stu)
Niggas know 4 the truth
See me salute
Turnt up turnt up
Got that shit on (He got that
on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn
Make these hoes come running like Mike for travs
Ain't got my money ho, you bound to get slap
Cause I don't love a bitch
Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send
WOMBAT is a black sheep
Couldn't give a fuck if I crash
Laidback in the back seat
Think you lads couldn't match me
Not by the gaps in my cracked teeth
Spaz
the wool over his mother's eye
He's the black sheep
His pops career driven, he's the backseat
The man on the wheel that cruises on sunrise
That the man
Set it off!
Verse 1 (Hempzee#93)
In all I do I put a beauty to
By my obligation for creation for my crew
Whether it’s writing, rappin,
still wheel
Yeah, I know some people are akward, different, dope, what?
Special in they own way, artistically advanced
Resulting in a lifestyle enhanced
to forty, type to make the hustle hustle for me
I'm the man on the poster, smooth as I roll like a coaster
Take the wrong move to have a man put his hand by
and roll
A little something for girls and boys and
Yo yo Polo my man yo this is poison
A mind designed to find a rhyme that's right on time
One
please, you gotta believe what I say, I'm getting guilt tripped by this
Bitch, fuck man, I'm bound 2 fall apart, when it all falls down, the world ends
It's
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