Lyrics:
don't take much to reach em
You talk the talk and you walk the walk
Take a couple of colourful words and preach em
(Hot Rod)
The big guy's back in action
carrying 2 million tons of coal
I'm about to see school buses going by
Fuck Rod
These texts are brought to you by the letters Fuck Rod
I bet Rod has kids
Hit The Record Button
Its Kocky baby
Yea
Hot Potato hot potato hot
PLEASE
Hot Daammit
Yea
If getting fresh its always W.E.T
Black drippage at its
of the naive
This boy'd be mighty pleased to see them rollin' hills
Rollin' hills
No I don't like John Denver but I always will remember those rollin' hills
My pappy said son you gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln
Have you heard the story about the hot rod race
Lead me straight to the back
But she said she only want that hot rod
Something she can jump on top of
She said she only want that hot rod
Something she
Life is just a V8 with extractors plated in chrome
It helps you get there faster
But it's no help if you're alone
Life is like a hot rod with
My pappy said "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
Hot Rod on wheels
(No, I'm not)
A good game of arrows, a few dozen barrels
The Nautilus rusts in the yard
The Yorkshire he's yearning but because
Hot Rod on wheels
(No, I'm not)
A good game of arrows, a few dozen barrels
The Nautilus rusts in the yard
The Yorkshire he's yearning but because
recorded was me and 50
"Hate It or Love It", I had more Cincinnati hats than Ken Griffey
Whole hood had them Black Wall tats
Me, Fase, G-Rod, where Buddha
cruel
Sitting by the swimming pool
Trying to keep my head together
In that hot Australia weather
Three days to kill and my per diem's getting
My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln."
Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod
the curves
No slip, no slide, no need to swerve
Full tank, top down, by my side
Rockabilly dream is coming alive
Looking like the cover of a hot rod mag
My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"
Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod
My pappy said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"
Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod
rods in any town
Early in the morning we go screamin by
Loaded up with chicks in front of Hot Rod High
We're gonna tear it up in the parking lot
Cos
schemes
We will die by our own hand
The people who care can't even make a stand
Greenhouse effect
Greenhouse effect
Hot rods to hell
Hot rods to hell
schemes
We will die by our own hand
The people who care can't even make a stand
Greenhouse effect
Greenhouse effect
Hot rods to hell
Hot rods to hell
schemes
We will die by our own hand
The people who care can't even make a stand
Greenhouse effect
Greenhouse effect
Hot rods to hell
Hot rods to hell
I'll cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping 'em up
With
cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping 'em up
With grams
My pappy said "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
rods in any town
Now early in the morning we'll be screaming by
Loaded up with chicks in front of hot rod high
We're gonna tack it up in the parking lot
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