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That's right I went from ashy to classy, to classic Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
(You got them funny ass colors on, take it off) If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off (I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it
You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it
did it in the car (they dont think its real) when you look this good (yes boy grab a feel) this silicone bout to blow up tryna keep it classic, while
and buy classic cars And see classic tits at classic bars Knoc steps in the spot and the girls all pause Magic stick ill break down walls Got my heat
The Champion Donald: Welcome back on this glorious sunday afternoon for the final round of the Enbuary classic. The legendary Champion is now
and buy classic cars And see classic tits at classic bars Knoc steps in the spot and the girls all pause Magic stick ill break down walls Got my heat
the patience to study the game Dr. Dre made two Chronics and this is Chronic Three I make classic hits and buy classic cars And see classic hoes at classic
downers, ride-arounders, blue oval, bowtie, mopar, classic car, open bar, don't drink and drive, rollin' rollin', motor show, LLC It was hard to hear over
the night Roll one, I'ma light Know I got the pack 2 cars in the front 1 in the back Know that money stacked Champagne's on ice Do it once, do it twice
Bumpin in the car to them 90s classics Goin hella fast and the musics blastin Drive me out my mind like bel bivs posion Baby now come on pop that
disco Chicken ordered, no Crisco My nigga David Blaine'd your chick Disappear like, "Where did my bitch go?" Them cars out in my gang too Don't Tony Hawk
line, I ain't never never had to wait I'm the realest in this game, I ain't never had to fake Forgiatos on the classic like that bitch got on some
cars, we blank (blank) Only thing I'm rollin' up is tank, tank (gas tank) I'm tryna get rid of this taste (taste) No trust, I know they two-faced
line, I ain't never never had to wait I'm the realest in this game, I ain't never had to fake Forgiatos on the classic like that bitch got on some
Welcome to our club, we don't mind what you ride, be it sports-bike, cruiser or commuter Classic, bagger, chopper, bobber, cafe-racer,
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Oh shit, look at them, they running on foot They picked the car up, they on some Flintstone shit Oh shit... and them niggaz
I was looking for a cheap car in the Sunday classifieds When an ad jumped out and hit me right between my bugged out eyes It was a two year old
They think that they know, something 'bout my life Not in the same class, not on the same flight Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
you mean dawg? Ever since that mothafuckin car hit you Somethin' been wrong with you You been a bit whistle off Tempo ever since you Popped out
Her ass is out ( to this song) My cash is out (all night long) She show me love , up in the club Now that’s what’s up! Are you going? Her ass is out
Yeah shake it up yeah Shake it shake it shake it girl Shake it up shake it up shake it up shake it up I met you in the club You are not the classic
1985 1985 She's seen all the classics She knows every line Breakfast club, pretty in pink Even St. Elmo's fire She rocked out to wham Not
that's what we prefer in our car club Gotta the sun roof popped and rear views tint And when you open my door all you can smell is peppermint As we
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