Lyrics:
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
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vožnjici uživam, lagano se chilla
Ne vozim bijesan auto nego vozim Clia
Srebrne je boje kao silveri na cesti
Nikada bezobrazan, Pozi nije nasty
Grebza
shit but hey lookie
Y'all seen how I had the primate shooky
Smoove turned his ass to a bape hoodie
Up in York New City no A Boogie
At the auction I'm
whole city flooded
Shit happen 1 night Happen 1 Night
Cop DA All white Buffs like a cloud in da sky
You know DA BO$ Stay Lit Like da fourth of July
4 e' la mañana paso por el Drive Thru
El auto lleno e' humo porque viene mi crew
La city está encendida parece Pikachu
Parece que estamos acelerando
city of Compton
Analogy is like Biggie and Bed Stuy
Oakland and 2Pac i'm more focused
I'm nothing like you new guys
Struggling over a few lines thinking
city of Compton
Analogy is like Biggie and Bed Stuy
Oakland and 2Pac i'm more focused
I'm nothing like you new guys
Struggling over a few lines thinking
to prisons and killings and O.Ds
No snitching I ain't bout to speak on my story
No feelings I'm ready this shit can get gory
From city to city to show like I'm
pubics, let my music take flight
Rock indo and out-do, dick run in and out yo
Bitch, about nine inch up the clit
Can you feel me comin, yeah I usually make
on the block like an auction
Dig into my pockets, see a profit
Where the money and the bitches is where the guys is
Godfathers in a loches, at the spot holding
maybe get a small stack
Yeah we get it popping in the lot semi auto
Baby come and hold my hand we'll go to saintiago
Know I got some hitters with me
types of autos
You would think the name was Penske
Big balling is the motto
So accounts are never empty
She gone ask me if I'm rich
Nah bitch, I'm super
a bargain
No yellow tape but you better take caution
I'm with the steppers if you talkin then we off him
Treat it like a auction
Sell it make your profit
Got
tea in yo city come get me
I roll around with the Shooters
Don’t slide on no Judas shit
I’m loadin Rugers for those
Flee keep that rocket on auto
Got
lines on the screen like it's coded
don't waste the shit just hold it, money so thick you can't fold it
feelin' my music i'm zoning, buzzin' the scene
Once upon a time, in the city of Los Angeles...
"Marty, Marty listen to me. Bring me something the kids will cry for.
Get out there, and get us
Tip toe, through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tip toe, through the tulips, with me
Ain't no city that's quite like mine
Light
twenty twenties
They start today
I sign my name
I woke up first, to cold embrace
The City desolate and soon erased
But in the here and now I'm fine
Make
All this passion running in my Veins
When I make it shit won’t be the Same
Take over the city then the grave
I’m tryna live forever
That’s the wave
here then we might as well shine together (all up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't
here then we might as well shine together (all up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't
of the penni got nothing on me
Blow through your city like bottles on me
Don't need your pity that shit is for free
This is satire
Shit is satire
Don't fuck
just keep that darts on us
We just run the city same place they used to auction us
Yeah we run the city but the shit is just a walk to us
Corks will bus
here then we might as well shine together (all up in my ears)
Better now than never, business before pleasure (the mic is loud, but the music isn't
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