Search results for 'Gut Wagon'

a buzzard off a gut wagon on the road
An aerodynamic loaded toad
Metabolic system needs to be aligned
If you get the order wrong you're gonna get slimed

Sidewinder

Ass Ponys

Some Stupid with a Flare Gun

2000

The dirt farmer's wife is hanging 
Her laundry on the line
She's wasting her life 
But other than that 

She's doing fine
The gut wagon rolls

Ex-Boy wird geboxt
Ich bin super, er ist Schrott
Ich passe dich an meinen Bruder und nenn' es echte Liebe
Ba-Babe, ich bin so stolz, du kannst dich so gut

lavish pull up in a drop top wagon
Red guts yeah I'm styling
JaeOne mwah
Jaeone got niggas fucked up bout her
I done seen it with my own 2 eyes
She add

bless ya
And do the fool when my check up
The shit I want ain't even made
I might just become an investor
I want a armored trucked G-Wagon
But the guts

with cameras
Lotta reality show
What they talking bout
Metre stick walk
Whip pull up key start without
G wagon breeze past fast
Guts laughing out loud

fuck next up

Yesterday we was broke, ask big pups
Now its G-Wagon with the red guts
No emergencies, you didn't give us nothing
We the trending topic,

with this cup
She in love with that truck
I'm in love with my gram
She in love with that wagon
I'm in love with this cash
She in love with that mansion
I

my mission
Run it up so catch me flexin' in the picture
In the picture (shit, shit)
G-Wagon with the red gut you can't get it inside
Drop top Benz

I been whipping my G wagon
All blacked out tripping like a dragon
Door shut, Pass me the blunt
Feel the gut, We’re on a hunt
Sit in front, Let a nigga

Wow. [Remix]

Tyga

Wow.

the vodka with the LaCroix, yeah
G-Wagon, G-Wagon, G-Wagon, G-Wagon
All the housewives pullin' up (up, up)
I got a lot of toys
720S, bumpin' Fall Out Boy

Big money, big money
B-B-Big body wagon spaceship
Ich sitz im back drin (big body)
Und ich fühl mich ancient
Was du sagst ist nur capshit
Big body

sie tun mir

Gut
Pills am morgen, fühl mich gut
Links Hörsturz, doch was soll ich tun
Krieg schon lange nicht mehr genug Luft
Gut  
Pills am morgen,

Jumpin' off the Wagon

Darryl Worley

Here and Now

2006

people calling
No more nagging
I Ain't bragging
But my boot heels they Ain't dragging
I Ain't falling
Hell I'm jumping off the wagon

I'm already

We ride my gash wagon
I said everybody can't like it(?)
I'm comin' to be fucked
You bet they hate my guts
Yeah but what the fuck
Care to ride my gash

sagt: „Tut mir leid, das sieht nicht gut aus für sie“ (ah)
Das passiert, wenn man den King Kong trifft (yeah)
Yeah, ich schlag' dich auf den

In the summer we were feeling wreckless
Had a kiss wind up on our lips
By the light of your dad's station wagon
We'll make excuses I can't fathom
In

smokin' on neon Runtz
E.T. whip when I open up the door gon' fuck around spill out the neon guts
I don't know him no he not us
Not we nuh uh
I keep sippin'

get blammed
I don't wanna hear they'll send me back
Burn that prick turn him to ash
Gut his flesh n rip up his latts
What's better than looking

the hooks and get up in them guts
Turn down your mom I fling her like a frisbee
Pull up with a princess like I work at disney
My flow crispy ugly hoes can

Fallin in love with da wagon fulla' pancakes.

Let's make this moment be the symbol of our lives,
Hop on your dad's computer and we'll sail

Power On, Little Star

Maria McKee

Late December

2007

your heart's so big not tough,
Takes a hit straight to the gut,
Like a record stuck,
Like a wagon rut.
Power on, my little buck.

And the things that

heart still beats
Spine stuck against the car, forcing my chin,
into gravel, erasing the skin from my face

Enormous power, drags me across ties
Guts

Some Jack

Master P

The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me!

1994

shots to her gut
Before the hoe got the bitch for ??
She riding in a station wagon black
For trying to jack

(Chorus x5)