Search results for 'Model Train Fuel Tank'

Jet Fuel

T.I.

Paperwork

2014

I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy like the Joker
Suck it 'fore you fuck it is exactly what I told her
Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, it's a jet ride
Go

Bound for Hell

Love and Rockets

5 Albums

2013

There's something to believe in
I want to hear a song that makes me believe

Had a dream...

I was riding on a train that wasn't bound for glory

Play Dirty

Paul Wall & Chamillionaire

Get Ya Mind Correct: The Remix Album [Chopped & Screwed]

2002

tail pipe sugar in ya tank
Dis combobulate ya fuel pump when ya car crank
Swallow up ya fear break a bottle on a chair
Grab a model by the hair when

Apartment 223

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

like Rick Flair
Standin' by the Mobil gas station with a flamethrower
and a fuckin lawnmower, throwin big lighters at your fuel tank
I smash your face in

There's not enough room for me 

I just had an ice cream, and I scream 
I'm thankful for this fuel tank 
The last, fatal hour for this fetal coward 
It's

Karma 2
What's up my nigga Fab
Oh DJ Holiday
Real nigga music
I got the grip in the trunk
I fill up a tank (FACTS!), then I fill up a blunt

tired of
They tried to keep me down instead I just got higher up
More fuel to tank, boy i'm fired up

Done waiting 
Dialed in, Jayson Tatum
Shades on call

Marvelous Day

Gunna

Mood

2017

ain't come out a lake
Young nigga fly as a plane
I had a marvelous day
Ain't no baby bottles today
Took a model out and went on a date
Put that dick

that shakes
The endless empty gaslight tanks
Coolant bakes, the engine aches
The faulty valve for fuel intake
The oil escapes and the rotors quake

here to pull up get crossed
20.9 gallons in the fuel tank
Doors open automatically
Damn I look great I frost her flakes
Touchin' on her Arkansas I'm

But if you livin' foul, then it sounds kinda hostile
I've been around, broke ground and found fossils
Fuel to the fire, don't know how to be docile
Move

backstage at my snack bar
Tank full of fuel now I'm ready to blast off
Unrolling linoleum on ya city's new asphalt
Tipping the scales on ya triple beam

elevate, elevated mind
Making up moves, make moves, make rhymes
Too smooth better choose one
Chew like gum, choo-choo I'm a train
And I'm coming in hot
Hot,

It feels like we are slowly dying
All the time because we are

No blood in my veins no fuel in my tank
These drugs in my brain still feel the fucking

(This that city music)
Speed down the range switching lanes
We gon drive till it's none in the tank
Two tens they twins
That's double trouble
We

right good gracious
I kept right foot on the gas my left on they neck my words on action
Who got that fuel in tank they ain't diggin' this deep to get

Masters of Illusion

Masters of Illusion

Masters of Illusion

2000

on the train beep me
Pump up my pager, models move, style major
Workin that stage back and forth like we Chuck and Flavor
Rapamatic automatic, erratic fanatic

to apologies
Despite a polite side of mine that says, "I'm so sorry"
Adding flame infinitum for your eternal fuel tank
My higher power doesn't need to be thanked

each word of a verb constraints
And sits like fuel inside a person's tank
So meditate on the works you paint
And if ever needs be, please show restraint

Some nitrous in the fuel tank
Speeding down the fast lane
Oooh
Like a kansas city twister
You don’t wanna be behind me
Ohhh
Move out way
Ohhh
I’m

personality I even grew my dreads
Though these mental locs persisted
The Parallels scary
God bless em if they miss it
You know The trauma fuels me this gas tank

use in the forestry industry. This early chainsaw had a two-stroke engine, a small fuel tank, and a single chain that ran around a guide bar. It was

stabbed
Yamming Matcha Mocha Balls In Tamagotchi schools
Random acts rocket fuel expanding tropicals
Moped, doing donuts jumping obstacles
Gotta ball,

Rapping wordplay so that your brain feels injured

(Verse 2)
Dear John, John Deer, switch it up
Tank puller, bring the fish I'll fill it up
Flowing like