Lyrics:
When I'm alone I grab my phone
And search for shorts with only happy colours
Not only shorts also search
Places, cars, socks, shoes, shirts
All
Dumb boys come along, get in cllah gals way
Maybe give a shit about lifetime, one day
He will hop right in your car! Search to park, like valet
I am
be messin' with me
When you find out that I'm a star?
(How come?)
And just because I'm cool with y'all
Don't mean you can search my car
(One time)
me cause there's nothing in my car
I feel old
Pick it up
There's nothing in my car
You can search but you can't charge
There's nothing in my car
You
sun
When the morning comes
Baby, just be ready to run
I'll hide your car from the search light
Don't breathe a word of what you've done
When
you're searchin' my car
But all my paperwork is up to par
It's in my uncle's name, so the frame won't work
Chump; illegal search
Keep on searchin'
know it won't work
Illegal search
[ The Flex ]
Keep on searchin'
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Illegal search
But I got all my ID, and my car's registered
nuh move and have dem gun pon cock
Wonda if it's a racial ting like Rodney King because I'm black
Search di car, only ting dem find is just my CD
gotta deal with
Pull me out the car to search me I just wanna make it home
Think he found a gun But really it's just my phone
Mama turn on the news black
Tamise.
Ils la recherche car Google Search l'idéalise.
Tout le monde l'indiffère, mais sur le darkweb elle furtive, elle futile.
OEhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ils
to Barce-G-lona, someone broke in my see car
And I'll search the world F over for my angel in C(sus4) black.
Yeah, I'll search the world G over for a Euro-trash
you're in your car
Search your body search your home an' listenin' in on your phone calls
Still no politician got enough balls, lining the people up
Then they set up loots like they plant crack in your car, then search you
Yeah
Naturally people gonna move backwardly, join in, another curfew
That's
to my jeans
And put ‘em on
Get in the car
In search of a new town
‘Cause I can’t understand
Why you’re telling me to love
‘Cause I can’t love
I can’t
counting the stars?
A hot night, a rusty car
I search the dark for something that I know
I'm just searching the dark for something that I know
And it's hard
me put in feh me first car , search hard , never stop till hurt gane,
merica , me reside but nuh birth yah , Werd dag, money big like bertha ,
Gurls
i got flush
you play muck
do you understand?
give me chips and drugs
ladies, are very cool
do you wanna dance
on my skate board
wait into the car
Your face streaks by through
The window of a subway car
I search for your eyes
But you're already too far
Another passenger
Floating down the line
this life
I wonder if I will ever figure it out
I'm just a white boy in search of some rhythm
I am a highway in search of its cars
I am a liar in
own little bubble
So I stepped inside a dirty man's car to search for excitement
Down south is where I wane go yeah I'll drive and read the map
“Miss,
sleeping
And the food I have
Just don’t seem to be worth eating
I drive off in my car to search for freedom
What have you done to me
I know you’re strong
Well I've been up to Paris
And I've slept in a park.
Went down to Barcelona
Someone broke in my car
And I'll search the world over
For my angel
I picked
And from a tower's height
Late at night
Down there in the distance
Cars are glow ants
Queuing in search of some light
Glow ants
On familiar
to Barce-G-lona, someone broke in my see car
And I'll search the world F over for my angel in C(sus4) black.
Yeah, I'll search the world G over for a Euro-trash
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