Lyrics:
I hustle and drive around town
Cah mi nuh depend on no man
I am a very hungry ke ke driver
And a part time motor rider
Everyday I put in work work
hustle as a part-time driver
Type delete type delete, till it breathes fire
Wrote better as a five-year-old
Plenty water but my plants don't grow
Grade
me
I'm a hearse driver part-time
Gettin' rappers off of these streets
sippin' fiend
Movin wok, movin' trish, made a couple thousand bands
It's a one timer, deuce mild, shoe-shiner, two-time
Drunk driver, part timin', college
jack's a distant relation
Communists are just part time workers
And there's no thanks
From the loading bay ranks
For the uh uh containers and their drivers
like I'm from these parts (Let's go)
With bricks in a Mit'subishi panel
The hustler instincts that I really channel
Brought me home like Mickey Mantle
light bill and rent
Me side dem a leave ghetto youths every which part dem went dem a be round corner dem bent
So next time dem pass through you and ya
King Skie
Skieazy
Baltimore City Product
Ya Dig
Skieeeeeee
I know you want to ride with Skie (Ride with Skie!)
I'll put you in The driver's seat
across the land
That's what you do
What you do, mister
A workin man
You drive a wagon for a livin
Arrive on time
Cos that's important when deliverin'
Sometimes I wake up around 4am
And feel the part that's frozen on your side of the bed
And then the thought occurs and hums right through my brain:
I
bus stop
(Hey) car man inna dem gyal yah thoughts
So dem change man like auto parts
No vehicle, no romance
Di taxi driver stand a better chance
gettin' closer to home
If I'd had me a little more money
I could have a got a ticket and go
How much farther, Mr bus Driver?
How much more time have I
times in Dragon cars. Short and tall, you knows it...
I remember it well, first time it was swell
A lift in a taxi that didn't fukin' smell
The driver
'cause I'm gonna be your race car driver
Your race car driver
They gonna paint a red flame, firebird on front
I will be evel kenevil, you can double my
and see his face...
Death alley driver...
Movin' for the kill
Death alley driver...yeah
Death alley driver...
Time is standing still...
Death alley
What can I do (what can I do?)
I'll not remember my time with you
Pick up your feet
You've got to move to the trick of the beat
There is no elite
What can I do (what can I do?)
I'll not remember my time with you
Pick up your feet
You've got to move to the trick of the beat
There is no elite
me...
Cab Driver: I'm sorry I can not go.
Dres: Why not?
Cab Driver: I'm sorry. Um, um. look what time it is. It is so late. I'm
I'm off now.
Dres: So,
believe that
Just a bus driver
Well don't believe that
Just a bus driver
Well don't believe that
We're all just bus drivers
And it's time to go home
She's a part time
A part time
Part time
She's a (part time mutha)
A part time
A part time
Part time
She's a (part time mutha)
Meet Cindi,
부러워하는거
너생각하는거
소리 지르고
우릴 원하고
기대치가 폭팔
일단 올라타
곧 Our time
지루함과는 Bye Bye
Driver My Driver
Where u go my Driver
Driver My Driver
I want to be meet my girl
I got my driver's license last week Just like we always talked about
Cause you were so excited for me, To finally drive up to your house
But the day
of the time
Some of the people can be all right part of the time
But all the people can't be all right all the time
I think Abraham Lincoln said that
"I'll
no one else
Half of the people can be part right all of the time
Some of the people can be all right part of the time
But all of the people can't be
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