Lyrics:
Short stuff, am a raw cunt
N it was all fluff, plans that A drawn up
And now am more fucked, man aw shucks
No ya couldn't lift me spirits with a fork
and nail in the trench
If you ever sat down in one place too long
They'd need a fork-lift truck and a wrench
Indecision drip feeds modesty
But apathy
saw a baptism Georgia
A wedding in New York
I made love to you in my mind
That night at the Spanish Fork
My truck feels like driving all the way home
you wanna get down? Do you wanna get funky?
Do you wanna get down? Get on down!
[Chorus]
You wanna know what hit you like a fork lift truck,
We got J,
want to know
What hits you like a fork lift truck
We got
J ab rich sean and scott here
Rockin the extra curricular
Ladies love particular
Fellas
(If you got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk
(put it up)
You wanna know what hits you like a fork lift truck
We got J, AB, Rich, Sean and Scott rocking
the trench
If you ever sat down in one place too long
They'd need a fork-lift truck and a wrench
Indecision drip feeds modesty
But apathy fails even to quench
a fucking pole,i get my fucking arse and stick it up yr nose, pour bull ants
In yr pants to highten the romance,i’ll break your dirty butt with a fork lift
like a fork lift truck
We got
J ab rich sean and scott here
Rockin the extra curricular
Ladies love particular
Fellas who knock the meter
Get
this trap shit here like a sport
Think I’m on Fye someone pass me a torch
I do this rap shit here like a sport
Give me the beat imma eat with no fork
I
he knew a Rasta with a fork lift truck
Len's Lion.
got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk, put it up
(If you got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk
(Put it up)
You want to know what hits you like a fork
(If you got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk, put it up
(If you got that feeling)
Slam dunk da funk
(put it up)
You wanna know what hits you like a fork
with any more spin
Cause your dancing on the head of a pin
You got away with so much,
With all the finesse of a fork lift truck
Riding out with all
Goro
Uh, carried the weight of trucks and fork-loads
And still moved like I'm Knuckles
But stayed down like I'm Russell, Westbrook shit
I'm better now, I
bins
Roll them out to the fork lift
And then the truck grinds it upward
With far too much sound
They had to fill out application forms
To get these jobs
the main attraction
Lamborghini fast and I'm too tall for that shit
I tried to get in, I had to crawl in that bitch
But they 'bout to make a truck so I'ma
the main attraction
Lamborghini fast and I'm too tall for that shit
I tried to get in, I had to crawl in that bitch
But they 'bout to make a truck so I'ma
active
We behind You
We not acting'
We on a stakeout
Outside the steakhouse
Forks and knives
At your truck
When we pull up
Better Trust
Its go feel like
fucks
Two forks, making meals like a food truck
I'm the new wave nigga, I'm the new wave
Sit back and watch the kid like a Blu-Ray
Been making hit's
the talk
Let the money slowly spoon feed you
With a fork
Let's do it in a truck
Let me show you round the state of New York
Let's us share expensive wines
fucks
Two forks, making meals like a food truck
I'm the new wave nigga, I'm the new wave
Sit back and watch the kid like a Blu-Ray
Been making hit's
Man, told 'em beat it with the pot man
You tryna make a profit beat it with the Pot
Trap (Trap trap)
Beat it with the fork man
Beat it (Beat it beat
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Turn my music up
Turn my music up
Truck shit now
Truck shit now
Truck shit now
Truck shit now
Turn my music up
Turn my
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