Lyrics:
'damn, when I'm big enough to rock it
I'ma rock it till wheels fall of it', yup
High school finished, every night, we were getting blazed
One by one
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered my fate
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered my
Bachelorettes spillin outta hotels
Honky tonk taxis on four wheels
Cinderellas in the boots get crowned up
DJs got the beats with the bounce up
With
a backwoods baby
Drive my tractor drive me crazy
Likes huntin'
Loves fishin'
And she can hold her own in the kitchen
And by the way boys did I mention
She's
Uh
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered
Uh oh, we gon' ball till the wheels fall off
You know, we go harder and your teams all soft
And I know, that this dro, got me all, in the zone
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
Uh
I played tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Rag tent by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel bridge
Pondered
a backwoods baby
Drive my tractor drive me crazy
Likes huntin'
Loves fishin'
And she can hold her own in the kitchen
And by the way boys did I mention
She's
My dear!
Take the basket
to your grandma!
Yes, mommy!
The wheels on the bus go
round and round.
Round and round.
Round and round.
The wheels
stop in it's place.
The bus came by and i got on, that's when it all began,
There was cowboy neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever land.
screen video games, when I was sixteen
Spliff-fiends riding the bus toward our late teens
Lately my dreams have been laced with green
I see four wheels
like a movie star, couldn't get that automobile out of my head
I was checking out this set of wheels, thinking this would boost my sex appeal
When a guy
The Little Bus by Mark""Buc"" Williams 2012(ASCAP)
(V1)
When I was back in middle school
My buddies and me thought we were cool
We'd never had
to slow dances by your side
But with you, I'm so down for the ride
And I would
Run across the street and sidewalk
All the way to get to your bus stop
Where
place"
They capcorder certified A-1 blue
Ribbon sucker pride
To be preserved mammoth out glacier
Run away by prize with broken dignity
These wooden wings
It trembled and exploded, left a bus stop in its place
The bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began
There was Cowboy Neal at the wheel
Everybody rides the bus
Everybody, that’s us
Everybody rides the bus
And everybody thanks the driver
I used to know exactly how much money I had
Just by
said I got the one for you, follow me
Ooh, it's too real
Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield
Banana seat, a canopy on two wheels
Eight
on the real Ima tell em' how I feel
Rapping too nasty Nam fitna' pass me
Run it like an athlete This right here a track meet
No wait I'm on a tractor beam
you get like beyonce' and do the booty hop
Thoia thoing inspired by juice and hypnotic
It's like a virus and the whole world's got it
I had her
a backwoods baby
Drive my tractor drive me crazy
Likes huntin'
Loves fishin'
And she can hold her own in the kitchen
And by the way boys did I mention
She's
and niggas foo acts
I do not condone
I ride alone
But when it’s on I’m on da phone
Like pho it’s up grab da pole
Me and my dogs live by da code of honor
Couple
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