Lyrics:
I'm a man
Radar gun
Radar gun
Forty three from where I was sitting
Thirty miles an hour is the law of our land
Please remove your license, find
and a badge, I'm a man
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
43 from where I was sittin'
30 miles an hour is the law of our land
Please remove your license, find your
And those radars eyes
Watching out for me and
Black heart
He's a son of a gun
Cold sweat yeah we're on the run
Devils keep when we're on the street
She leads
Speed Speed Speed Speed Speed Speed Speed
In a trackhawk I speed In a redeye I speed In a phantom I speed
Speed Speed Speed yea speed yea speed yea
gone, and no more caribou
Guns, guns, guns
You be the red king, I'll be the yellow pawn
God speed mother nature
Never really wanted to say goodbye
gone, and no more caribou
Guns, guns, guns
You be the red king, I'll be the yellow pawn
God speed mother nature
Never really wanted to say goodbye
boys buy big toys at
Guns 'r' us
Guns 'r' us
Living out the fantasy
Buy a dozen - get one free
Radar-guided - laser speed
Devastation guaranteed
Then
'are' us, big boys buy big toys at
Guns 'are' us
Guns 'are' us
Living out the fantasy
Buy a dozen get, one free
Radar-guided, laser speed
Choppers and guns
Don't play with us nigga
We killin' for fun
I promise to God
I promise to Pablo
You know I'm a Nino
My tolerance zero
a very high speed
Gotta love it, Storm The Road
Speed limits are meaningless, 180 is too low
The band warned me about the radar gun, I didn’t see, I got
of the seed
But I give no pressure
Slow ride, motions for the speed
Your thighs open to the greed
And that Yoni wetter
Go bye
Off my radar!
in a speed trap
Dirty Mary, Crazy Larry, on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red
in a speed trap
Dirty Mary, Crazy Larry, on the run from Dirty Harry
Stash the cash in the dash, but my gun I did carry
I'm seeing blue and red
phone at all
We've got a thing that's called radar love
We've got a wave in the air, radar love
The radio is playing some forgotten song
Brenda
phone at all
We've got a thing that's called radar love
We've got a wave in the air, radar love
The radio is playing some forgotten song
Brenda
Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman
Bet I can drive faster 'n you can
C'mon hoss lets have some fun
Go on shoot me with a radar gun
You look bored and I sure
the radar
Under the radar
Under the radar, under the radar
Sky valley white, you read my mind
Oh, her mind is on the run
A badly loaded gun
the soft top down
She makes the devil believe
Packs a four-twenty seven
Down on 101
Crack a buck ten-eleven
On the radar gun
She roll it over
Hard...and I do respect what you do...protectin and uh
Servin...I...I...I...speedometer...got the...lead foot...you got the radar
Gun
barrettes
Let the beretta blow you die slow
While I smoke on chron-ic
Try to throw salt homie like dry
Sweat gun powder flow through triceps
I'm more advanced
radar
Love solo no more speed
I'm almost there gotta keep cool now,
Gotta take care last car
To pass here I go
And the line of cars goes down
some hints of defiance.
I'm a rare concern as my numbers start to double,
Flying under the radar regular in a shuttle,
I'm seen in Pakistan trying
face, pass it to my brother Emoji
You don't gotta worry 'bout twelve 'cause the radar on
They measure the speed, I make hits with a radar gun
I'm in LBK
niggaz is widd it
Im from muskegon gun rue it's the murda mitten
Some of this bullshit i ain't been widd it
c lot uh shit been going on yeah they need
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