Lyrics:
Watchin police in transit vans
After the belly no gastric bands
If I don't ever get paid off music
I'll move on to the drastic plans
long to be
Old Cwmfelin Mynach makes country boys like me
Now we're sucking diesel and the smoke is flying high
In a truck or cab or transit van we'll
where I am
I'm in the back of a transit van
In a squat on the earls court road
Gone down to London turning coal into gold
Down to London - down
where I am
I'm in the back of a transit van
In a squat on the earls court road
Gone down to London turning coal into gold
Down to London, down
dreams
Multiple mobile
Conman crooner
Double identity
Cash cow suck
Gig swindle cocktail
Burn the money
Offshore drop
Transit van
Shady deal
this time
Can't write a letter, can't send no postcard
I ain't got time for that now
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in
this time
Can't write a letter, can't send no postcard
I ain't got time for that now
Trouble in transit, got through the roadblock
We blended in
the van.
In Germany the autobahn, 'twas like the Long Mile Road
There was every make of car and van all carrying the full load
Ford Transits and Hiaces
no disco,
This ain't no fooling around
I'd like to kiss you, I'd love you hold you
I ain't got no time for that now
Trouble in transit, got
More money
More stacks , more sauce
More stacks , more sauce
clways ready for the action
I got cash in-transit
Im young
Young & dangerous
Im young
van
I'm in love with the sun on my face
I'm in live with my tan
I'm in love with a millionaire
Got it all from the back of my white transit van
on the doobie.
evryone hamerd the man and chucked him in a transit van with a toy
actoin man.
im done hes lucky we didnt shoot him with a gun
Say'
Johnny Cash and Johnnie Ray
Amadeus and Ludvig Van
Henry, Johann and the doo dah band.
We are here in celebration
This music's gonna make us
A mentally deranged northern bastard
With a pint glass in his hand
Asked all of his friends to arrange a picnic
In the back of a Transit Van
Drinking
Circle)
All this water on my neck, I'm drownin' (haan)
Cash rules everything around me (facts)
Montana on the block, where they found me? (Facts)
out
Ball outside, the night is still
Smiley moves in for the kill
Cops and dogs in transit vans
At 4 o'clock we raid clubland
T for Tango through
Hundred on the stack
Rubbers on the band
Van full of kush
Guns in the lamb
Dumpin' moving fast
Mo money then I seen
Louie was the tag,
Everywhere in vans and behind garage doors, a hospice
Ward of all the kids we know foregoing student loans
To watch the joints play catch up with
They was too late
Mix it up
Call him a saint
Transit van
Iced out with my brain
Two cups
I think I've gone insane
All this money
Cannot change my game
[Chorus] - 2X
[Kool Keith]
I'm straight up on the butt-ass transit
I don't give a fuck, I smell the piss in the subway
My Boss cologne suits me
the hood on my ass
I couldn't get away when the bitch drove past
Now a nigga seein cash so fast, things change
Same bitch askin for a ride in the Range
Yuh, yuh
Huh, huh
Bitch
Okay, let's get shit straight
50K for the damn suitcase
50K for a nigga and he take Cash App
If I wanna get you
transits I can't whip wit that
(nah nah)
I want that Venatus
SUV, no van for us
Wide bodied Venatus
Venatus
Venatus
Venatus
810 HP throttle push
Wide bodied
yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah
Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Coupe outside (outside), she say let me ride
Bust
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