Lyrics:
see a long road that's one way
I just see a crash course at high speed in a car with no seat belt or air bags
Wow
I just feel the feeling of ketamine
tidy up
All this winnings and we still ain't loosing who we are
Air bags seat belts incase we win by accident
Cuz i was self driven way before I ever
of disgust... IF YOU'RE OVER 65 TAKE THE BUS!!! Dual air bag seat belts a must, one for the road so I don't go nuts...
Intangibility
I see the possibility
Say hello life
When dancers wave their hands in the air
Fasten your seat-belt again
Fasten your seat-belt again
I read into
feeling faded
If I put it on you one time
Better click that seat belt its a rough ride
Got me spending all my damn time
Mesmerized every time I see that
leather
Point a loud bitch if you know one
Talking about shopping sprees
Damn, now we on one
I'm just kidding, ain't gonna be
No bag-getting, casino
Intangibility
I see the possibility
Say hello life
When dancers wave their hands in the air
Fasten your seat-belt again
Fasten your seat-belt again
I read into
and
Spill out my pain
My lyrics got aim
Can't sit back can't tame
Fasten that seat belt
We driving insane
It's just me and the gees
And the risk is the same
Movie look at my style whippin the two seat sliding no drake toosie
In love with this life don't need a break yeah yeah whose he
Watchin us work from
Have a good flight
Safety belts and sickness bags, jet lag downer pills
Duty free booze and fags make me feel ill
A vapor trail from A to B, away
Safety belts and sickness bags, jet lag downer pills
duty free booze and fags make me feel ill
A vapor trail from A to be , away from normal sanity
ABSORBER...
CAR BOMB!
3-2-1-0!
ASHTRAY, AIR ???, OILY RAG,
FAN BELT, FLYWHEEL, LEFT ARMREST,
CRANKSHAFT, TIRE JACK, REAR-VIEW MIRROR,
COIL SPRING, PISTON RING,
Up in the air, we have it all.
Security lines, we weave and bob,
Laptops out, it's part of the job.
Buckle up, we're taking off,
In our seats
you dead, yeah
Better put your hands up in the air, yeah
I want everything, bitch, give me all that
Yeah, the Gucci belts and the Prada bags
Come with
breathe, breathe
I'm in it, potent marijuana running shit like the mayor
Rap game Peter Parker web swinging through the air
My minds in the clouds and I
me crazy...
Yea... Yes, I need a seat belt
Bags, get the bag, bag, got the racks
Throwing stacks, stacks, in the bag
I'm counting raw stacks, country
a Gucci rag
Tied to my belt loop and my Louis bag
Full of stacks rubber bands round big cash
Got a sick swag tell the haters get mad, come on
We in the club
off ya air if its any beef partna
I skeet off a bag of the dilly-D partna
Slip me on a mask hit the Benz wit three choppers
Weezy-wez partna
Four
your ass
Sir, can you please fasten your seat belts we're preparing for landing
Aight, I'ma do it right now I just gotta get something out of this bag
The bitch pussy good, got her floor seats
(yeah)
Hunnid racks in the bag right above me (Uh)
Got her hooked on the Act, on the bubbly
(Hey) pussy wet, got
we believe
The taste of pure seduction
Feel the pleasure in the air
Your body shakes when we arrive there
Welcome aboard girl
Put your seat belt
rag out and wave it round in the air
Swang!
New Akoo outfit with a Gucci rag
Tied to my belt loop and my Louis bag
Full of stacks rubber bands 'round
rag out and wave it round in the air
Swang!
New Akoo outfit with a Gucci rag
Tied to my belt loop and my Louis bag
Full of stacks rubber bands 'round
Gucci belt, bound
Fast to the city scape
Dash to deliver fate
Stashed in this duffel bag, proud
He's no scaredy cat
Life always spared in thy name
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