Lyrics:
hello to my little friend
His name is Toby Queef
Stop pissing off everyone
YouTube, you really suck
I think I used to think
This used to be America
What
I left the state of Washington
For a trip to Oregon
It was wet and nasty
Mmh I got so thirsty
So I stopped to buy some pop
At a busy truck stop
All I
come up ain't no holdin' us down
Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic
My black big truck half match my big truck jacket
Do shows and get paid when I
the stock (brrr)
.45 in the Bentley truck
Doot-doot-doot on your block
My momma beggin' me to stop it
Smokers beggin' me to cop it
Out the pot,
don't stop nigga, keep it real
Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals
truck (Just go go go go)
Mmh ya
Don't y'all be playing on my time like
Break ya back, stop and then
You gotta do it again
And then you grind like
Get get
and motherfucking pop
For the molly rock all up in her sock
Like Carti boy stop
Bout to clear it
Clear a check
Need a bad bitch
From Quebec
In yo neighborhood
Weezy F, fuck hoes
It's truck the world
It's truck yo girl
It's Trukfit by the truck load, biatch
Don't stop, pop that, don't stop
Pop that pop
J’viens pas d’Joliette
J’aime toutes les vieux criss de Skidoo, j’porte tout l’temps mon chandail de loup
J’fais du cut off avec mon truck
La bière entre
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na
Na na na na
Hey 뭘 그리 바빠
시간이 그리 많지 않아
날 찾아봐 stop
'Cause you're
or my truck
Baby it's bout the Game
It ain't bout the shoes that I rock
Ain't bought my dough or my rocks (No)
Live the life, I live it, don't stop
jeans
Truck stops are routine
Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best
Lord, flannel shirts and blue jeans
Truck stops are routine
Tonight he sleeps alone with a Cajun queen
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Truck love! Truck love!
Pit-stop lovers!
Right now and the now is right!
This higway is done bent on killing us
Testing every nerve that we possess
Mayor Penguin music waddup
This one's for you
This a metaverse of conviction
Ideas live on after body stop breathing
It's a system
Keep inventing like
class
Pay yo tax you a rat now ya body in the trash
Yo ass a pest bodies hit the deck taking 10s don't care about the rest
Baddies in Quebec clean up
Where I come from you can find some weird stuff
In front of my old house there a stripper’s truck stop
Wop Shoo Wop Strip Club Truck Stop
If you come
stop me
I going send them crazy
I tell them 2024
OTB Band and more
They can't stop me
I going drive them crazy
Come show me your best, wuk up
Show me
du Québec
Tu comprend?
(lips smacking) J'en ai tu rien a chier
Du monde de Québec
Parce que le monde du Québec
On juste pas de caliss de
Respect genre
in Quebec
Put her on the grits
Young nigga hitting them licks
No Label 3
Independent signed for bricks
(huh-huh) Jumped off the porch
(huh-huh)
always thought you were mine
Love doesn't feel like this
This is my final wish
The next time your truck rolls by (rolls by)
No matter how hard I cry
baby's arms.
The Atlantic disappeared on the horizon,
And Quebec lay waiting for me down the track.
For a while I drove a truck to keep from
of the truck
Get me something to stop the bleeding, 'cause I'm fittin to blow
Knock her down the stairwell and kick her, I think you can take her
Oh, she's
of a goddess but she looking like a mascot
I'm waiting on this pussy like a bus stop
I say I give this bitch a job like a one stop
She had dumps like a truck
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