Timebomb
Goldwölff
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Car parts sell If you ride the road Can you hear the ticks 'n tacks Tacky smiles I'm in the zone When you grab me by the reigns I feel a little friction Like my alcohol addiction Like a bubba without a gun Isn't it too pleasing That I'm in and out of easing My fortunate son? Like a time bomb You're fucking dead on Like a time bomb You gotta ride on home Sitting on a chair Making fuzz about her hair While her man is off to work Talking' 'bout his dick While the other ones are sick Of all the bullshit of the day. Like a time bomb You're fucking dead on Like a time bomb You gotta ride on home You gotta ride on home Like a time bomb You're fucking dead on Like a time bomb You gotta ride on Like a time bomb You're fucking dead on Like a time bomb You gotta ride on home You gotta ride on Woof woof woof You gotta ride on
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Written by: Jan-Willem Kerpershoek, Marinus Veldhuijzen, Robbert Olierook, Vincent De Bruijn
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