Lyrics:
you too funny
Call me Takeoff Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me 'til a nigga be cumming
Cross the country (woo,
bus stop
(Hey) car man inna dem gyal yah thoughts
So dem change man like auto parts
No vehicle, no romance
Di taxi driver stand a better chance
legalized
Analyze what I toss across
There ain't no love lost
[Shaq]
Exuberant, change, cross, exhilarated
Flamboyant, but bouncy on beat breaks,
hoes get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to fuck with forty
Dollars in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch, it gets no love
She be cross country
time when we a war
And dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car
And keep a distance no sa ka man will full y'uh face a scar
You go run
legalized
Analyze what I toss across
There ain't no love lost
[Shaq]
Exuberant, change, cross, exhilarated
Flamboyant, but bouncy on beat breaks,
it everyday
If you ask me where I'm at I just say I'm on the way
I'm cross the country with it
I'm cross the globe on they ass
I'm cross the country
the country
Beneath the southern cross sky
We go to church on Sunday
There we pray for the blessings of family
We take the horses riding
And we rest in
way out
i know that you never change baby
[chorus]
got to get outta here, far away from you
now im going, cross country
im not lookin back oh no
all
here tryin to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
of wheels
Ya just gotta do it, you know how it really feels
Tell me, how do you feel?
Oh yeah, we was rollin' 'cross the country
Oh yeah, we was feelin'
and turned my head one mornin' and I can't tell you why
The next day I was on my way and I never even said goodbye
Cross country feelin', lots of time,
what I toss across
There ain't no love lost
[Shaq]
Exuberant, change, cross, exilhurated
Flomboyant, but boncey on beat breaks, I'm animated
Now
Ay Waltam-Park talk some pussy juss a talk
Bwoy run up inna my gun and dead
Yes, him crash like a motor vehicle accident
Run up inna my gun and dead
Ain't nobody gave me shit i'm from the sticks we out the country
Love some fish and grits we out the country
Got it out the mud best believe we out
are endless rows
Of palms trees, adobe mansions
And scattered construction vehicles lining
The base of the
Santa Monica Mountains in the van, I
Sit
way home
I ran into a filmmaker at Central Park, he was riding on a skateboard
I said if you help share the drive I'll take you cross country
In this
truant
You've always done enough to cross the bridge
Them chicken wings up in the fridge will keep you fed
But you have gotta live
Yeah it's just not
I head back down
I head back down and I got cash
I am stacked
I am stacked but im alone
Another country now
Another border I will cross
These
guns & ammunition-
::: ::: :::
Under this presidential executive order- can't cross city limits let alone our countries border- with no vacation pass, u
There's a full moon cuttin' cross the country side
Cold beer sittin' on country store ice
There's a country girl standin' on her front porch steps
across a gravel road to nowhere
No one tries to stop him cause they know that he'll still go there
A crow will wait to cross the road
Once the vehicles go
gunman so di girls love we
Dem nuh want di money dem jus wah fuck we
We nuh need reason fi tek dem gyal
We nuh use vehicle fi fuck dem gyal
She seh
cross of death
You won't build your own
It's time to wake up!
It's time to wake up for good
I can't help you though I should
For God and country we'll
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