Lyrics:
sweat into gold, do you wanna sweat into gold
Sweat into gold, (sweat) sweat into gold
Oh, get your sweatband on to dance (get your sweat)
Put
101
My Dickies your sweatbands
My spiked hair, your new vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for punk rock 101
She bought him a skateboard, a rail
My Dickies your sweatbands
My spiked hair, your new vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for punk rock 101
She bought him a skateboard, a rail
My Dickies your sweatbands
My spiked hair, your new vans
Let's throw up our rock hands for punk rock 101
She bought him a skateboard, a rail
Can't find the meaning
I feel like a devil in sweatpants
Halo in the form of a sweatband
Can't flex but its a bad habit
Bitch I got my chain from Johanne
If you wanna be first or the best man
Gotta serve all the rest with your left hand
Keep that word 'round my head like a sweatband
All my troops front
in my closet I ain't even opened yet
Sweatbands when I'm balling on these niggas ain't break no sweat
Gotta pay attention out here get left
all afternoon
His wife Norma she sat in the back,
Sewing sweatbands in all of his hats
She listened to the radio, some times I'd sing her a tune
Chorus
Great big sweatband around her head
And sweat running out of her head
She shot her man
For doing her wrong
She shot her man
For doing her wrong
(Spoken
Pappy with the Khaki sweatband
Bowed goat potbellied barnyard
That only he noticed, the old fart was smart
The old gold cloth Madonna
Dancin'
it says walrus on my dog tag
Red gauze on my paw pads
I’m like Rembrandt when I moonwalk
Red, white, and blue sweatbands
The most deadpan in New York
accept, man
Can't give a nigga dap with your left hand
You can't hold your skull together with a sweatband
And you'll only survive when the lead jam
Way I Do These Step Dance
So Cool Old School Gucci Sweatbands, Gucci Sweatpants
Da Groupioes Left Chyeah (J.R.)
[Nicole Wray Chorus Till End
Pappy with the Khaki sweatband bowed goat potbellied barnyard that only he noticed
The old fart was smart
The old gold cloth madonna
Dancin' t'
Pappy with the Khaki sweatband bowed goat potbellied barnyard that only he noticed
The old fart was smart
The old gold cloth madonna
Dancin' t'
right
I'd hit up Sweatbands and hit up Pryce
No I'm not here for the likes
No I'm not here for the stripes
If I remember it right
I bet you thought I
Havin' impure thoughts
Lookin' sexy on the cross
Holier than thou
No Heaven will not allow
Immaculately born
Sweatband made of thorns
Science can't
a sweatband
I like to use a sponge
Wipe the sweat from my body
And do a Spiderman lunge
I love all the workouts
HIIT after HIIT
The two minute break
Is my
a sweatband
I like to use a sponge
Wipe the sweat from my body
And do a Spiderman lunge
I love all the workouts
HIIT after HIIT
The two minute break
Is my
a sweatband
I like to use a sponge
Wipe the sweat from my body
And do a Spiderman lunge
I love all the workouts
HIIT after HIIT
The two minute break
Is my
a sweatband
I like to use a sponge
Wipe the sweat from my body
And do a Spiderman lunge
I love all the workouts
HIIT after HIIT
The two minute break
Is my
a sweatband
I like to use a sponge
Wipe the sweat from my body
And do a Spiderman lunge
I love all the workouts
HIIT after HIIT
The two minute break
Is my
got a gold sweatband it's collecting dust
Cuz when I run on these beats I don't sweat no rust
I gotta lotta people putting their trust in me
But in
the cross aim
Shoot the fast lane
Bring your new game
Ring of cocaine
Single, no fame
That's what they say
Sweatbands, headstands
Got another dead fan
Wet
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