Lyrics:
great cross my brain
Money stays where I lay rubber bands silver plate
All I know is to know your worth
If they know it wouldn't be the worst
Yeah, they
baby, it's time for goodbye
Say goodbye to your daddy and bye to your mama
Lay some rubber on the road in this little blue Honda
Leave the bills
wanna, do you wanna wanna go?
Pedal on the floorboard, lay a little bit of rubber down this road
Bass bumpin' on the car door
Got a blue sky, got a fast
Secrets don’t make friends, they make lovers
This shit way too hot to just buffer
Baby I don’t putter around I lay rubber
And drop bombs before they
And I can't shake these ghetto ways
A street rich n**** eatin' a bag of Lays
And rubber bands and braids
From the turf for the side, rings an ambulance
up my chevelle
This weekend I'mma pull it out
Lay some rubber down
Slanging rocks everywhere
People mad as a mothafucka
But he jet connected so they
And when I see her, then I believe her.
Ole Black's my truck's name.
And, oh, she don't say much.
We leave together and lay some rubber.
On down that
of an eye
Down at the stripyou see 'em waitin' in line
Lay down the rubber let their motors unwind
No matter whether you can drive it that good
If you
these ghetto ways
A street rich nigga eatin a bag of Lays
And the rubber bands and brains
From the turf for the sirens and Neverlands
Where we keep
(Oh, you like the way that sounds?)
Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco
He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull
these ghetto ways
A street rich nigga eatin a bag of Lays
And the rubber bands and brains
From the turf for the sirens and Neverlands
Where we keep
is a theory
Carried away with the morning air
Carried away with the morning air
Oh
Can I bounce back?
Oh
Or just lay flat
Only rubber
Only
these ghetto ways
A street rich nigga eatin a bag of Lays
And the rubber bands and brains
From the turf for the sirens and Neverlands
Where we keep
(Oh, you like the way that sounds?)
Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco
He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull
rip that rubber
Ima lay this pipe like a red light lover
Y’all some Wiley coyotes unholy rippin at chonies
See them smiling but they phony as them
lay some
Rubber down
Joey had a ute built in '74
With a 350 Chevy and 4 on the floor
Chrome wire wheels and customized back
He could run the main
The aggressor
The aggressor
The stick rubber
Is your killer
Lay the bricks
In silent
For the roof
To be the star
The aggressor
The aggressor
Put it in first and then I punch it, listen to the engine roar
Lay a patch of rubber for a block and half
When I push it on down to the floor
Do I
on
Lay a little bit of rubber down on some asphalt
Fifty yard line, better not get our butt caught
A little bit later on
Find a little spot right down
You ain't gon' lay a hand on me
I think I need a fan on me
I got a couple bands on me
Got the juice like Capri Sun
I pull up in a Nissan, yeah
Rubber
Put it in first and then I punch it, listen to the engine roar
Lay a patch of rubber for a block and half
When I push it on down to the floor
Do I
Moving into darkness
The city lights
Fading to black
I lay upon the rubber
Of the belt
Transporting me
To the unknown
I see the stars,
gonna fly
We're gonna shift it and shake it
Hammer it and brake it
Until the morning light
We're gonna lay down the rubber
Hanging out with one another
Kickstart the engine four to the floor
Lay down some rubber peel to the core
Watch me score
You say you’ll hold me
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