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a lollipop from the pretty bank teller Go cart track with a '57 Chevy I carry my weight but I'm getting kinda heavy Fuzzy Wuzzy was a fair, Fuzzy Wuzzy had
Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in, And that poor boy must be dead. Oh, yonder he lays on the railroad track With the cart wheels over his
Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in, And that poor boy must be dead. Oh, yonder he lays on the railroad track With the cart wheels over his
through ya heart And leave you on the train tracks in a shopping cart This ain't just beats and bars, Its things I'll do to you In Compton fuck, I'm tryin
the track The go-cart spilled over The best parts held back, held back And just like that you can't get back alone Just like that you can't get back home
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For the seventeen dead bodies never found And they jump on your back until your ribs crack Toss you in the cart and push you down the deli tracks
or not I pay dues and expect to be Paid back why da fuck should I freestyle I'm gettin paid to rap I slang a track Laid back almost till its a sin tell ya
California bloods, and Calfironia 'cause [E-40] Dip ridin them little itty bitty ass wheels in the town like you might see on shoppin carts If I ain't
and Calfironia 'cause Dip ridin' them little itty bitty ass wheels In the town like you might see on shoppin' carts If I ain't ridin' mustard or mayonnaise zinas
You got a track, spin it You have a heart, win it You laid a rest, hit it You did your best You got a track, spin it You've claimed a spot, win it
with the same broad At the same Walmart arguing over the same cart In the middle of the aisle whilin I don't give a fuck I don't play! You think you
shit They call me temp service 'cause I'll work a bitch Money long like Shaq feet Running dough like a sprinter at a track meet I heard he got that
They call me temp service 'cause I'll work a bitch Money long like Shaq feet Runnin' dough like a sprinter at a track meet I heard he got that soft
of all.. I shock 'em and clock 'em and pop 'em and drop 'em, flop 'em, then I mop 'em In they muthafuckin' tracks is where I stop 'em Unless you down with
face photo Get out of Kansas and visit some other states, Toto Start following Drake's motto and stay so-so, yeah I was rhyming on a track Way back when
When they cart me away Will I say that I died already Years ago? I got so stuck in my ways That's no way to behave Got so tired before I
yo, yo, uh Here's a blast from the past,crowd movers of the future Unlimited, hitting it like we used ta Boost a track son, we all that son Where you
banquets in the trash Booming bars and the news Change of scenery and class That contrast in a flash When I cross the railroad tracks Railroad tracks
goddamn set-backs of havin your mail fat Is some of these lax-ass want to-be macks, and you hoes in black They tracks sound booty, and they ain't doin
to lift me Off the tracks but we ain't offerin crack, just bomb No need for alarm or bad karma, but arm yourself Move in stealth, wealth is accumulated
without tiffany N-o-r-e, I just lace the heat I don't complain about the track, give me any beat I get hed in the wip on any street I fuck wit clue, other
[Ol' Dirty Bastard] I was drivin' an Accord cart, nominated at awards Back in the days drivin' an Accord Run-uhhn-uuhhn-uhhn, nominated at awards
her how you're doing it" Bitch, you are happy Laying on the train tracks, tell her how you do it In the golf cart, whippin' it, thirty
