Lyrics:
you are chief of staff
Car-car everyday
Driving along, say, di King's highway
Car-car everyday
From Kingston down to Montego Bay
Mi have a trailer
a bullion van (Driving a bullion van)
Man down (Rush)
Driving a bullion van (Driving a bullion van)
Man down (Rush)
Driving a bullion van (Driving a bullion
Chuleta, (chu,chu), Chuleta
Gringo Man tiene un universo de guíales
(Gringo Man El Original), (con los Manians)
Las voy a traer todas en trailer,
En
White vans, white vans, white vans
White vans, skrrrr, Boom! Get down!
White vans
No texting while driving but in Texas
I'm driving while countin' them
Riding on our van (riding on our van)
Riding on that van (riding on that van)
Keep driving (keep driving)
Keep driving (keep driving)
Long
a hundred dollar slab
13 hundred for a baby, pussy nigga do the math
Tractor-trailer truck and its full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby and its loaded down
Hook
If they ask me what my name is I don't have a name
Always pick a dice so I ain't driving in the middle Lane
My jewellery stay wet so I don't
asked you anyway? Honey let's sell this house, it's too big. Let's sell this house and buy a trailer, put the leftover money in mutual funds, and live off
Driving my tractor down a bumpy road
And in my trailer there’s a heavy load.
There’s a black and white cow
Going moo, moo, moo:
It’s a very busy day!
Everything right is wrong again
Just like in the long long trailer
All the dishes got broken and the car kept driving
And nobody would stop
Mess with one you mess with us all
Bottom of the barrel your call
I'm a trailer park superstar
Richard Pryor playin' in a Good Time van
Boss man's
VERSE:
Singlewides in a long row
Stars and stripes in the window
We aint’ driving no Cadillac’s
Still high on life
Little Low on cash
Citronella
a trailer we used to be free in a daydream
but maybe, just maybe
That is what's driving me crazy
We used to wake up in a trailer we used to be free in
work
Driving down I seventy five 'bout to hop on six ninety six
I look over this fucking chick's tryna fix her makeup
I'm like bitch, you ain't
the sky when you see a harvest moon
We'll be coming home soon
Driving up the highway had some trouble with the van
Looking for an auto shop out near
Soooo
(Island Trap)
Yo Gotti
When me hear this one,
Me just think 'bout
Maybe driving like about ninety-five
Maybe west-bound on I-40
You know,
a hearse with a trailer hitch
Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch
Started my day
Giving away
All of my baseball cards
It felt so good by the afternoon
a hearse with a trailer hitch
Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch
Started my day
Giving away
All of my baseball cards
It felt so good by the afternoon
a German whip
Who told you I move like pauper?
See man driving a German whip
Bad boy krep, German whip
Not white Vans, or white vans
When boy dem try ask
a German whip
Who told you I move like pauper?
See man driving a German whip
Bad boy krep, German whip
Not white Vans, or white vans
When boy dem try ask
driving the pick up truck
Yeah thats my little country slut
Man fuck that shit ya know what
I'm the only one that still got it like the boy from the trailer
a trailer park, it's hard enough
You see, Steve's got a dream, how to get on top
You'll see his face on the TV, radio the lot
He tells his kids he's gonna
running with killers
Go get your mans
All up in my fucking mentions on gram
Boy you a fan
Yeah I got my homie driving us
With a bitch in the van
I bet I
burgers and driving vans and fixing German engines
I worked any job that came my way but I never stuck around
Ohhh, there’s someplace I was going to –
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