Lyrics:
one,
Hey, I think I've got a live one, Yeah, Yeah,
I think I've got a live one.
Felt like I was hit by a diesel or a greyhound bus.
She was no
questa volta lo portiamo nella dance floor..
..dj BusDeez..
..diesel..
(Grazie a Blitz per questo testo)
Ding Ding
The Bell On The Bus Goes Ding Ding Ding
All Through The Town
The Diesel On The Bus Goes Glug Glug Glug
Glug Glu Glug, Glug Glug Glug
me
Just a sailing through these flooded streets
I wash the sin right off my skin
And you will have me back again
Diesel bus fumes got me choking
I'm going that will keep me moving on
Turn my collar to the wind and put my thumb up in the air
Flag a diesel down or catch a bus from anywhere
knowing where I'm going
That will keep me moving on
Turn my collar to the wind
And put my thumb up in the air
Flag a diesel down
Or catch a bus
goes beep, beep, beep
Beep, beep, beep
Beep, beep, beep
The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep
All day long
Clap your hands again
The diesel
Well I know sometimes you find it hard
To understand just what we do out here
Well that bus rolls up at home
And I just disappear
And I sure
hunnid bucks
U don't fuck wit me nigga I don't give fuck
I got hella hoes nigga like city bus
Diesel in this bitch and I don't even got a truck
I don't
Shake a leg, it's the big rush,
Can't find a taxi can't find a bus.
Bodies jammed in the underground
Evacuating London town.
Nowhere to put your
diesel motor is a-playing my song
Thank God and Greyhound you're gone
Thank God and Greyhound you're gone
That load on my mind got lighter when you
momma lay
And listened to the growling of the big diesel CATs
As they tore up the wood's where I played
I said, "momma forgive me
But I'm almost
in a truck stop somewhere on the Arkansas line
They got all the big trucks here, boy
You ought to hear the big diesels whine
No, little guy, your
Well I might have a big ol'
Catfish cookin' on the stove
I might be sittin' out in front porch swing
But when I hear that diesel whine it's
Time
Two blue lights
One's the blue light of the late night bus
One's the blue light of the moon over us
One's got the diesel fuel on her breath
One's
on us
We don't have to rent no bus
We don't have to rent no tux
I know things was slowing down
But now things are picking up
You ain't whip a brick enough
Time is. Standing still.
In the. Desert sun.
Ride the. Diesel beast.
As the. Motor runs.
Canyons. Without name.
Lead to. Shallow graves.
**** just like a bus full of Japanese tourists
Or it's styles that flow like Hudson River debris
Ship quarter keys of them Shaq CD's Roo roo
Next MC
of bonds and you own a lot.
I have a plane and a diesel yacht,
Plenty of nothing you haven't got
How can love survive?
No rides for us on the top
it til it get threw away
Try to fit the rest of this g of diesel into a J
Kief on my hands
Kush on my pants
Shift in my plans
Task to complete
of bonds and you own a lot.
I have a plane and a diesel yacht,
Plenty of nothing you haven't got
How can love survive?
No rides for us on the top
me-o
So sick of L-O-B-E S-O-E-G
Roll mall diesel, move through Europe like a peasoul
With my fizzle.
You know I always take care of you,
last thing in
Must be diesel in this pack, it's punching
Tryna shake 'em off my back where was they back then
If you ain't gon' keep it a stack you a bad friend
Shal, Pete and Lamar thumbed down the ramp of exit 158
The smell of farm and diesel fuel it burned in the 3:00 sun
16 miles to the garage with a bottle
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