Lyrics:
Golds up in my mouth you know a nigga can’t be tamed
Aye
Big Diesel when you dropping
Tell them niggas it’s no pressure
Don’t like the way you suck
can feel the power
Gotta og strain
Diesel sour
Gotta dip
Plane leave in an hour
Hartsfield Jackson
Leaving out atlanta
Headed to private location
Me
gemaak
Ek het gesien jou oë was wild jy het bloed geproe en jy het gesê pak jou goed ons gaan Pretoria toe
Spook en Diesel Bandiet
Hou moed gee skiet
Slek
She gon' be here shortly
So get the fuck off your lil sad horse
I got that gas, we be whippin' that Porsche
Yeah, expel fumes like a fuckin' exhaust
We
diesel ah chump through me nose hole
Portmore
Backroad gyal suck e wid the Ensure (milky)
Gimme brainz right ah di Benz door
Nuh so sensible, yuh fi
Hook :
Yeah!
Turned to a drop top
Yeah!
I make it blast off
Hold it
SKRRR!
Wait
I did a burnout
I feel like Vin Diesel
I skrr now!
Going fast
And I
What you talkin 'bout
And what you doin
Get the spark up out it , it got fluid
Betta walk about it get the movement
Can’t talk about it better go
Motherfucker I'm the fluid and I flow like the ocean
These chickens need lotion
Even you moisturized bitches need coachin'
I'm so West Coastin', I'm so slow
the case
Ain't nothin to it, brother i got the heart to do it
Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluid
Ya niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use it
with the rhythm
My lines sustain like a crane, so uplift them
(Slow and smooth) Flowin' like fluid
The mass did worship the lyrics the three did
and the diesel (yeah)
I got it all, what you needing? (Need it)
No we won't take off a week (not at all)
We going hard every season
My Draco be talking no speaking
daughter
Dropped a tear when she blew it
Heightened and we talk it fluid
Never wit no that Exhaust me
Time so valuable know we talk for free
Keep my tool
too fluid (too fluid)
Operating on a mellow high, daydreaming is lucid (lucid dreams)
Imma blossom like a tulip, get back Ludacris (you don't even know
fluid on his jeans
Red dye diesel and ten rows between
A cold one on the porch and a good nights of sleep
Y'all hold 'em up with me now
Here's
don't do it
Keep the same energy when I'm sober, on that fluid
Feel exhaust on my Cutlass, sound like a Harley muffler (vroom)
I'm thinkin' 'bout
how we do it
This is big truck style shit, diesel fluid
Slay bitches with the Shaolin slang
Stapletown, Park Hill, we just doing our thang
C'mon,
I'll grieve"
But her tears were she'd in vain and her every word was lost
In the rumble of an engine and the smoke from his exhaust
Then he took off
I'll grieve"
But her tears were she'd in vain and her every word was lost
In the rumble of an engine and the smoke from his exhaust
Then he took off
a standard
Faded, half-forgotten memory
In-line six, Diesel's philosophy
Maximalist Scream
Power, exhaust, Maschinebau
Maximalist scream
Accelerate,
strong as an iron fist
You should check your body fluids, that's where I exist
Can travel through saliva, I hope you like to kiss
You can't get rid
could smell all the mirrors and the windows of those lost days, the unbounded spaces between them; it was a dust of the exhaust fumes of Austin Allegros,
diluted
My cup got the fluid
Its dirty its polluted
Im the captain of the ship
You a lil bitch
Ima take a trip
To the dealership
Ima walk the walk
of lighter fluid
I sound un-empathetic
I sound mean and rude
Suicide is an epidemic
And I don't want to be misconstrued
Signs of depression
go
exhaust
Spoken then he took off like the devil and there was fire in his eyes
He
Said I'll go a thousand miles before the sun can rise. but he hit
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