Lyrics:
Intro: Chyeah, Chyeah, Yeah, Yeah
Uhh, Uhh, Wow
18 bands, I done sold another thang
10 grand cash, that'll get ya bout a half
3 point 5 that's
point, he shot the television.
"You stupid fuck!" She said. "The season premiere of ER is on in five minutes! George Clooney! George Clooney! Must-see
(Plug)
Hundred birds up on the trailer (what)
Splash splash pot need some water bitch!
(Water) quavo Quavo Quavo drip
Meeting the plug in Mexico
Dit is little katy kane die kijkt naar z'n vader
Hoe die point blank range executie stijl een lijk maakt van z'n maten
Dit is kleine steen die kijkt
insane asylum, cleanin', try them trailer parks
Crazy, I am back, and I am razor sharp, baby
And that's back with' a capital B with' an exclamation mark,
Nie mieli za grosz jaj nie wyszedł kogel mogel
Mówię im au revoir bo co chcę to mogę
Mogą mnie cmoknąć w tatuaż z orientalnym smokiem
Mówię im c'est la
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
spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only
spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only
spot, another day of monotony's
Gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only
of monotony's
Gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherf-in' option, failure's
insane asylum, cleanin', try them trailer parks
Crazy, I am back, and I am razor sharp, baby
And that's back with' a capital B with' an exclamation mark,
nigga mind
The man I've become an what do I define
By default i've been livin'
In a steep decline
And the trailer park we up in deep run
We had low funds,
limit
Aimed for a nerve and damn, I hit it
Ain't no point debatin' where the blame is
Too much Makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer
and on the Louis V carpet
If you never gave a damn, raise your hand
'Cause I'm about to set trip, vacation plans
I'm on point like my index is, so all you will
leeches on the vein
I've bled enough and now these bitches 'bout to feel the pain
You know you name the haters bitter with a point of view
Pussy
fit stand her drama
But as e don be you suppose know
Is about time that you go down low
I like shorty with back like trailer
She on point without
'bout a hunnid and fifty
Rollin' through East Point, on way to Ben Hill
Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield
Got the whole crew ridin'
long
But what is the point if we all meet a end
With services nervousness don't know the kids
Runnin in circles my mind interferes
With reachin my goals
Grands tapageurs et gais lurons
On est-tu chanceux de pouvoir vivre ça
(On est ben chanceux)
Swing les guitares dans l'fond du trailer
Swigner sur la
drama screamin' on and too much for me to want to stay in one spot
Another day of monotony has gotten me to the point, I'm like a snail
I've got
me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfuckin' option, failure's not
Mom,
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
visitors and vendors
Usually park their cars
I'll bet you didn't know
Axline makes apple pie
You won't know what hit you
Till your boots point to the sky
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