Lyrics:
Traveling down the highway, listen to the engine roar.
The eighteen-wheeler with a tractor and trailer which will store
Tons of heavy cargo—from
You don't gotta be
Just a trailer park boy
Uh
You can be more
You can be more
You can't let yourself soar
If you don't explore
Gotchu with a few
and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake
Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em
And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid
But
At cans on a Donkey Town dump
It was Friday late and she crossed those legs
She told me flat out she would. Yeah
If I could pull up my trailer pegs
We
My brain is a sewer
Where you dump your garbage
Read me psychic man & tell me who I am
Just put it on my visa
Bleed me psychic man, I know you
a bigger trailer i'll tell ya that!
And you could tell which rooms were ours
Ours were the ones with the underwear hangin off the rail!
According
lil' shawty grab my swag from the club
country big, I roll a swisher sweet, light it up and dump the hat, on Fender, hit the trail ride, you ain't gotta
cute er
You kick doors bitch, I'ma booter
She talk shit, bitch I might nuke her
He talk shit live in a trailer
She want dick, bitch I might rail her
He
Made it out the trailer, then I made a vow to cater to no one
So hate, I've gained about the same amount that's in my bank account
So here's some more
on a stunt
Though my leather is so soft, I put my top off in the trunk
Baby shakin' gettin' places, say she seen me in my dump
Picked her up in purple
Free the music, unleash the vibe
Of a psychedelic relic from the trailer park tribe
With a 12 pack of audio beer
Designed to make you move like
of maggots
Swirling the spent beer grains
The brewery man was good enough to dump off
Holding his nose, for they smell very bad
But make the compost writhe
that
That's if you cook it
If you sell it soft you take the chunks out that
Gon' head, I'm looking
Brand new box of soda, we gon' dump out that
can't even count one
Two black guns, I don't know maybe they're Magnums
I don't know what the fuck they're called, I just grab them
12-gauge dumps in
the trunk to the dump
I'ma rain on 'em, put the chump a slump
Like a rib shot
That's what the customers want
Don't cha, this ain't the typical story
the El Camino
"Happy Camper" trailer park
Is just another dump
There's a storm on the brew
The monies in the trunk
Thunderbolts are rolling
Cross'
again, nobody will evade him
Finna kill 'em and dump all the bodies in the lake
Obliterating everything, incinerate a renegade
I'm here to make anybody who
Letting everybody take a dump on my name
Leaving anybody the impression we friends
So I took it ‘pon myself to get my shit together
No more teasing
your converse
I’m an apocalyptic bitch
An expert of Matrix glitch
Time to destroy ppl, bring the tragedy trailer hitch
I’m fuckin’ bored of every single
we throw hands then you’re becoming an easy target
We used trespass through trailer parks and spark
Beefing with any motherfucka that tried to play us
that trailer
And upgrade you to a loft
But you switched up on a nigga
Ain't no more feelings involved
And I neva had shit
Mamma ain't buy me no car
Had
trying to reign at the top, you’ve gotta go through the hell.
12 be having bullets fly, no Tom Brady.
In the trailer home cooking up shit like blonde
a tune
Part one,okay part two seeing that your friend with the big booty now I gotta smash too
Trust me this girl booty be like say nah trailer jam you
cant express
So i m train to go
first , The change
May never come
Unless i dump the stranger, That it made from
emptiness and scum
Restless Brung
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