Lyrics:
around and get your ghetto pass revoked
I ain't saying no names, you know who you are
You little punk, be true to the game
When you first start
don't understand 'em
The ones I didn't get, are on a memorandum
Lines I recite are spontaneous
The nursery rhymes you write, are miscellaneous
So pass
face
Feels like in I'm in a race
But I already won first place
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did
(As hard as I did, yeah)
You got
Takin trips, poppin' s******, and I'm driving round town, man I'm feelin’ like I’m Starlord
And I’m keepin’ it subliminal
I’m on the lookout head up
of the road and let someone pass, we'll do it
Put the old time radio station on
Head out to lookout mountain, mother Cabrini's
Morrison, front range, Central
Notre Dame
Golden Arms is bronze, buddah palm hit Qu'ran
It blows extreme, mean stream be the theme
Supreme team, America's Cream Team, redeemed
Vidal
face
Feels like in I'm in a race
But I already won first place
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did
(as hard as I did, yeah)
You got
gon lookout for me like I lookout for me
Ain’t switched up I like distance
Don't like drinking smoking like sipping
Don’t like smoking like tripping
But
Pass the fire
Ohh Pass the fire
On a Journey of connection we roam
Affection needs company to find a home
Everyone deserves to be
Respected in their
bronze, buddah palm hit Qu'ran
It blows extreme, mean stream be the theme
Supreme team, America's Cream Team, redeemed
Vidal Sassoon, chrome tones hear
weighin' nuts and fruits
Run wit' a whole bunch of rugged rowdy-ass knuckleheads
Know what I mean?
Big nigga, the size of a football team
I wear these
It’s possible just go out and make em
You don’t be fucking wit lames
You got good taste lamborghini truck to race
McQueen team bucket or case
We on top
Seasons pass
But the Iceman continues, he is still on the grid
Little longer and he'll race against his kid
Team fucked up
Strategy once again
palm hit Qu'ran
It blows extreme, mean stream be the theme
Supreme team, America's Cream Team, redeemed
Vidal Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans
hittin' sex again
Gettin' fresh, hundred mil, nuttin' less
Give me brain, pass the test
Smell the strain, they impressed
Ma, rest, told me "Change my
racks on Chanel, I done cashed out
Whole zip of the cookie, I might pass out
Blew a mil' I done did that
Put my wrist up in the freezer like an ice
Likka child at school must fight fi get a place
Get a place
Dem will take you for a fool if ya can't run that race
Run that race
Dem will take you
up
Or you could take a picnic way high up
Plenty views, you could see it from quite up
Paramin or the Lady Young look-out
Go by a river and lime have
me taking off
RDS swag tell them boys throw it up
A team flag tell them boys throw it up
Nascar boy mad, hear his voice blowing up
Any race that you
a race
Rev it up
Let it go
Raise your hands
Let it show
Its your team
Let em know
Drive it on the edge
NASCAR pulls ahead
NASCAR rocks
Rev it up
NASCAR
head in the clouds
No more talking cause that's not allowed
You've used up all of your luck
Nobody left to pass the buck
When you cross me you should
Am I moving too slowly
Can't keep up with the race
Trying to pass the torch
Threw it in your face
Wish I was an athlete
Wish I was good on my
bitches look at the lights
It's just another Saturday it seems like
Got dressed and hit the corner with my team right
Smoke it, roll it up and pass it
pass out
All i need is cash now
Lifes a race imma crash out
Lifes a race imma crash out
Čím sa chcete stať sa stanete
Vymazané pamäte
Podjebala ty jej
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