Lyrics:
and he eats your head
And then you’re in the man from mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillac's, Lincolns too
Mercury's and Subaru and you
Well, you heard the story of the hot rod race, that fatal day
When the Ford and the Mercury went out to play
Well, this is the inside story,
Well, you heard the story of the hot rod race, that fatal day
When the Ford and the Mercury went out to play
Well, this is the inside story,
eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercury's and Subaru
And you
twenty-five cents)
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords
Six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustangs, ooh, I'm a lover
My mama was, my papa too
I'm
twenty-five cents)
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords
Six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustangs, ooh, I'm a lover
My mama was, my papa too
I'm
That's right. You haven't even got a fat bankroll in your pocket. You probably haven't even got twenty-five cents.
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns
bankroll in your pocket. You probably haven't even got twenty-five cents.
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords, six Mercuries, three
six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords, six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustang,
Ooooooohhh, I'm a lover.
Mama was. Papa too. I tell you one thing.
twenty-five cents)
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords
Six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustangs, ooh, I'm a lover
My mama was, my papa too
I'm
Ain't no question
Mother fucker
I'm with it
Yeah
South east dago
On mine
You know I stay pushing
My line
Nigga
Six
One
Nine
Emerald hills
Lincoln park
and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you
and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you
twenty-five cents.
 I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords, six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustang, ooooooohhh...I'm a lover. Mama was. Papa too. I
six Cadillacs, five Lincolns, four Fords, six Mercuries, three T-Birds, Mustang,
Ooooooohhh, I'm a lover.
Mama was. Papa too. I tell you one thing.
no we never die
I'm just the messenger mercury's flight
I'm continental I'm Lincoln no lie
Steady how she goes, watch her fly
Put my life to a song
you're in the man from Mars
And you go out at night, eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns, too
Mercuries and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep
That's right. You haven't even got a fat bankroll in your pocket.
You probably haven't even got twenty-five cents.
I got six Cadillacs, five Lincolns
at the bottom of his md 2020 neal was yellin
Out the window tryin to buy some bennies from a lincoln
Full of mexicans whose left rear tire blowed
should retire
One was oddball, rocking a sunroof
A gas guzzler, in his grill was one tooth
A strong Accent and a beard like Lincoln
Who hated the Golf
Calculation!
Puella as Right Witness
Caput Draconis left
Fortuna Minor manifests
A form fit for judgement
Sigil addressed to Mercury
With Earthen materials I
exchanged with revisions
But here's a New Testament
Everyone is a God but there was once a great division
He once saw clearly that oneness was a prison
That
had to cut out all that drinking
This is my new shit the clip is a nuisance it holding 16 like its Lincoln
Split that bitch up and I do my division
I
living
I can't make a wife of several women
Plus on top that if we division
I'll regret we made decisions
When we met girl it was different
But we cloud
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