Lyrics:
the front seat
You can chase the sun
You can feel the hum of the axles
Underneath your feet
When you're sitting shotgun
You seem pretty and free
But you
you to the moon"
But guess what?
You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axle's draggin'
You can't step to this
They'll never take my power, my power, my power
They'll never take my power, my power, my power
They feel a way, oh wow (Boma, boma yé)
They feel
life?
I want power can't never be satisfied with fame
I'm just a man of the people
From 'round the way like the Beatles
I been exposed to new levels
Trap out the, trap out the, trap out the bando
Trap out the, (h-hol' up Spiffy's goin' global)
(1:00 AM)
Trap out my habitat (habitat)
Front you
a new front wheel
We are two
Sunflowers at dusk
Waiting for another day
Now that our axle is bent
Me & you are italic slants
So, find me a new front
a hoe (Stab)
Batter up beat a bitch with a bat and go
If she wanna keep going I'll drag a hoe
If she wanna keep going I'll drag a hoe (Blah)
Woah
Axle
Front to front
Back to back
Front to front, back to back go
Front to front we gon' back to back
We gon' side to side, covering all sides
We gon'
mate shreds hard,
He's never been chill
Axle comes loose
Grab the 17 mil
Ya rim becomes buckled
Reach your spoke key
Police are on patrol
Best to keep it
a real-live beauty
And everybody knows she's a car crazy cutie
She's hip to everything man from customs to rails
And axle grease imbedded 'neath her
I'm sitting in the front seat of car
I pick a buger and flick it
Stick it under chair
So noone looks under there
The things we do when we feel
Power to the people
We got the power people
Power to the people
We got the power people
Power to the people
We got the power people
Power
Watch em front on me
Watch em front on me
Watch em front on me
When they wanna move
Watch em front on me
Watch em front on me
Watch em front on me
in front of a Muslim
I'll battle you and your cousin
It's the beef for black attack
When I, yes, quick to subtract the wack
When I go from track
for real nigga
Yo hear my gat blow, make you spit out crack the axle
Of that brand new Six that you couldn't seem to whip
Empty the clip, make sure
for real nigga
Yo hear my gat blow, make you spit out crack the axle
Of that brand new Six that you couldn't seem to whip
Empty the clip, make sure
the worlds famous international
Sinner irrational (ha)
Nigga who dance with wolves
Masterful bash skulls
Crack axles peel out in black fords
Splatter
I'm just a country boy, I drive a four-by-four
It's usually covered in mud, from the axle to the door
It's a little banged up, a little too much rust
Say that shit to me, up front
I like to get my cheques, up front
Got a problem with me, up front
If you wanna say something, say it up front
Say that
gotta give the power to the people
Travis and Ricky relationship is tricky
But Ricky is a girl who wants to see the world
But Travis is a boy, boys
in the front and two in the back
110 on the old Hog's Back
My MGB-GT, she's a runner now
MGB-GT
Oh my MGB-GT, she's a runner now
Oh I welded
Go
Power Ranger with the gadget, watch it go
Go, Go
I skirt the tires on that front-wheel drive, after making your girl cream like oatmeal pie
Power
the Dodge
'Cause the baseheads keep breakin' in the garage
I keep saggin' in my 'Lac with my butt out, I strutt out
Look at my two front tires - you know I
faith
When family change right in front of your face
Watch the power of love, make the realest ones you know look fake
All because you didn't do what they
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