Lyrics:
I said It's just a daily operation
My daily operation starts at midnight
Hopping in the drivers seat, gripping on the 5th tight
These thoughts is
"So how do we know each other?
And how do you have my number?
Well why don't you guide me
You be the driver"
Say what you want and leave your
a Getaway Driver
The police operation's getting wider and wider
Two weeks in and none the wiser
You can keep on looking; you'll never find her
What you
of better metaphors than high school poetry lines
Your parents must be proud that you can read and write
But I won't pretend I'm down to sacrifice quality
la cintura tengo power (eso e' así) (tengo power)
El driver con el palo twenty-four hour (ah) (prrr)
La' moña' son de kushi y son de sour (woh-oh)
Thank you, thank you, welcome to our show. Don't you think it's just a little bit strange that Ronald Reagan had an operation on his asshole
you oughta know whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality
Fill me up with your heat, with your noise
With your dirt, overdo me
Let me
ought to know what'cha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality!
Fill me up with your heat, with your noise, with your dirt, overdo me
Let
whatcha get in me
Just a little touch of star quality
Fill me up with your heat with your
nose with your dirt over do me
Let me dance to your beat make
it
know what you're gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality
Put me up with your heat, with your noise
With your dirt, overdo me
Let me dance
back--you ought to know what'cha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality!
Fill me up with your heat, with your noise, with your dirt, overdo me
Ferrari
Night driver on Atari
Smoking up while I sit on the patio
Cocaine straight from Mexico
Let's a go like I'm Mario
Line up lines on a Nintendo
Did
back'you wanna know what'cha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality!
Fill me up with your heat with your noise,
With your dirt overdo me.
oughta know whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality
Fill me up with your heat, with your noise
With your dirt, overdo me
Let me
on the fire!
Ridin with a fuckin driver!
Tell my brotha pass the lighter!
I keep on gettin higher!
I put on the fire!
The light is gettin brighter!
Tell my
know just what I need
Cause we've got a lot invested in this 2-bit operation
The consumer knows what it's being fed
The quality has suffered yet
class, passing my reefer
In my own class, operation return, they tried to say
I was incompetent, not able to learn
The tables turned now, got my own
class, passing my reefer
In my own class, operation return, they tried to say
I was incompetent, not able to learn
The tables turned now, got my own
class, passing my reefer
In my own class, operation return, they tried to say
I was incompetent, not able to learn
The tables turned now, got my own
Poisson
Mi ah driver but di clip still dem ah loading
Mi put mi seat belt on mi take a precaution
Piece inna left hand yes mi ah smoke fi detoxification
commitment to quality
Effectively enhancing corporate synergy
Transitioning our company
By awareness of functionality
Promoting viability
Providing our supply
quality
I'm spending time it cost quality
All of my memories wild to me
Cant ever cap ain't no top for me
I'm at the lead ain't no stopping me
Don't need
this music shxt til I'm in my grave so Tombstone is my finisher
Pile
Driver
I spit sticks causing friction against each other
So tell one another
Precipitate on the edge of the surface
Scrape it up, dry it out, try not to check the curtains
Worker's a taxi driver, call him Beast of Burden
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