Lyrics:
Miami cruising, bad kind
Collins drivin all hoes around
I just spot hittin
I throw it up
Actually, booty good as f***
Take that off, take that
Miami cruising, bad kind
Collins drivin all hoes around
I just spot hittin
I throw it up
Actually, booty good as fuck
Take that off, take that
this weight out the state
I was rolling down on collins with my niggas
In my new fuckin I-8, yeah yeah
They was tricking on Some shones
I was plotting
Light it up push to start lets do the dash
250 Max Foot on the gas you do the math
We gettin' back music loud we gon' break the glass
We living
He a lil' shooter, he ain't got no bitches, I get one my bitches to send him some mail
I was just whippin' the 'Rari on Collins, givin' 'em hell
She
It means they can never be a productive members of society. Third, there's an overweight woman on welfare, with a sniffling, whimpering baby.
Max: Is
Dig Plans got T's where I'm from
Where I'm from, it's Collins 13 where I'm from
Where I'm from, brothers took the beats and got fly
(Why?) That's
Dig Plans got T's where I'm from
Where I'm from, it's Collins 13 where I'm from
Where I'm from, brothers took the beats and got fly
(Why?) That's
galen takt
Se det är dags och du pumpar det i betongen
Känn det här upp till max och du får tinitus av sången
Dirtybagz du vill inte testa jag
Vårberg B R
[ Bootsy Collins impersonator ]
Oh that's right, baby bubba
We gon' talk about this girl named Suzy, bubba
She ain't no floosey, though
She's
gelo de coco e Buchanan’s DeLuxe
A tropa na pista de visão dourada
Pisando fofo
Vapor Max Swoosh
Puxa a caminhada não vai arrumar nada
Nois que veio do
On
All my plugs prug are plugged on
Shout out to my brols only real ones,
X breezle bro you my day 1, Allan Panx Max you my day one Lord Jay Yay you my
que es lo de ellos, lo que le gusta es mochar
Bombo y caja
Juntado con unos spray
Chaquetas altas
Pisando con unos Air Max
Noches eternas viviendo
Onkel Warya
Jeg æ'kke Don Johnson jeg æ'kke Don Omar
Men Don Diego de la Vega møter norsk 2Pac
Jeg æ'kke Max Martin eller Martin Schanke
Men Martin
på fuffens för jag är ingen fjant
Spelar alltid allan det är så jag gör
Vi är känslokalla busar tills vi dör
Det är fuffens överallt häller socker i
real love, it takes real work
And it heals us, and that's real worth
Even Steven Allan Spielberg couldn't write something better than this
The joy
Styrbjörn
Gunnar Valfrid Staffan Orvar
Eskil Albert Janne Välling Bosse Allan
Öivind Ivar Laban Henrik
Joakim Amadeus
Mats Arne Knut
Leslie Jean Werner
Adolf
Ébano, Núbio, James
Rappin' Hood, Johnny MC, Kamau, Max B.O., JL
Paulo Brown, Meire, Michelle, Levi, Fátima, Tatiane, Cebola
Sabotage, Sombra, vivo aí
St. Clair]
Manky & Max, we miss you, guide us with shining light,
Busta I know you cooking, chefin' the afterlife,
so many called home like Buddha
Say That Cool - written and performed by Collin Gibson
INTRO
This is payback music
That laid back, way back music
Go’on nigga say that cool shit
like Feef on a budget
Miss Collins out here with the fidget
Spinner, No man skinnier
Jim lookin' like a skinhead
Look at his pants you can see a thread
sculpture
All chameleon vultures coming to cling to
Like a higher voltage that I'm bringing
Heritage African not European
Yet the blacker the berry
The max
Collins I feel it in the air
I rap steroids so they say I ain't playing fair
Call it a fixed fight, you know I ain't living right
I just buried my homie he
lets' get it
I don't stand in no lines, no seconds, no minutes
Air Max, no tennis, never seen these at Hibbetts
Yeah I don't shop at no mall, yeah my
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