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that big ol' Buick
And you ride out with that thump
Yeah, I got that bump, yeah
I got them sounds you put off in that big Chevy
And you ride out with

Die achte Division
In Igelposition
In Sankt Mihiel
Vom Feind umstellt
Die achte Division
So wurd' es uns befohl'n
Nicht ein Stück
Weichen wir zurück

Silver Thunderbird

Jo Dee Messina

I'm Alright

1998

night it carried him home
And I could hear him sayin'

Don't you give me no Buick
Girl, you must take my word
If there's a God up in Heaven
He's got

Got a motor head baby
Wanna ride all night long
Yes motor head baby
Wanna ride all night long
If you don't have transportation
She'll treat you all

caught with pipe
Cannot sit up here and talk about shit thats gon fuck around get me life
Im to G for that 
My dawgs got squeeze for that
Pull up buick

foreign broads inside the crib, and they not in to kissin
I threw racks all on they ass, my wallet went through some division
Let off steam when I head in

(He11stein)
(Steady getting money everyday I make a deal
I been supercharging motors burning rubber off the wheels
Always knew I'd make a way, now

I hopped in my bag it ain't nun to it
These niggas be flossing I'm really stoppid
I go hop in a jag I ain't sporting no buick
Let a nigga come touch

Amity Gardens

Fountains of Wayne

Utopia Parkway

1999

Angel broke her wing
Oh, you poor thing
The hum of the motor gave way to
The tick tick ticking of the clock
And the rattle of springs

a seat
I just been in, 5 shoot outs last week
He bought the run division, plus he moving in the kitchen
Nobody make a move nigga when Scooter handling

Buick on 4s
Stupid long whoa
Hoes call me love but I put
Cupid on hold
Glock on my waist
In case you get on bold
For that okie doke nope
Ou he wont

before noon

Well I've been working my whole life at this GM plant
Putting motors in Buicks and Saabs
Then boss-man said "Hey, there won't be pink slips

to nothing you know it
Did my division a solid by adding those numbers
Regardless of that they gon blow it
Funny how all of it work out
I'm thinking you not

And he doin' this

My name is Marshall
I'm reppin' that motherfuckin' Motor City, bitch

I just turned Slaughterhouse to a quintet
Began

soul in prison
I was in the world too, yeah that hold is different
But I'm tryna clean my hands, they think I'm tryna sow division
I Let Jesus take wheel

Yeah
Armor-piercing, no defense against
Who his henchmen is, what they pension is
Concur by division, have his homeboy hit him
So close, he

the land 
Motor sticking out the dash
Hit a lick then put it in the stash 
Grandad taught me how to make it fast
Cruising down the street in my 76 Buick

call me harden
When I shoot I hit my targets ice cold I'm so heartless
Went from hooping to making music 15 kills on ruthless
Ride around in a Buick it's

How U Ridin'

Webbie

Savage Life

2005

the junkyard on it
The 26's up on it and Boocu bitches up on it
What kinda motor up in it think it can fuck with that Hemi
I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your

when the suns up
Never givin a fuck cuz the way i was raised
A motor mouth master, leavin em dazed
My cynical lyrics are leavin em raced
Velocity got em

on a T-shirt
Wanna run like Barry, shoot like Zeke
But in the hood with a nine on me like Rodney Peete
Motor City, the Motown, the Fab Five
Police violence,

Too Much

Lil' Boosie

Streetz Iz Mine

2007

walkin'

It's five stickers up on it look like the junkyard on it
The 26's up on it and Boocu bitches up on it
What kinda motor up in it think it can

Silver Thunderbird

Marc Cohn

Marc Cohn

1991

But every night it carried him home
And I could hear him sayin'...

Don't gimme no Buick
Son you must take my word
If there's a God in heaven
He's got

The undisputed Unit, pushing blue Buick
Deuce deuces to wedge hot battery juices
Gradually melt drags deteriorate
Wild acid, flesh eatin' physically ate
Tri motor