Lyrics:
My blue pickup truck
Is comin at you hot with a subtle rust
She's on fire
With her whitewall tires
I cant see her
Don't jump on the truck cuz i need
a curl
Priceless like a pearl
Strikin' like a lighter
Bitin' like a biter
Bitch did you recognize my whitewall tires?
(shaggy)
Yeah man I recognize your
of whitewall tires?
Are you gonna cruise a miracle mile?
Nowadays, you can't be too sentimental
Your best bet's a true baby blue Continental
Hot funk, cool
of whitewall tires?
Are you gonna cruise a miracle mile?
Nowadays, you can't be too sentimental
Your best bet's a true baby blue Continental
Hot funk, cool
Screamn' whitewall tires and a guitar by his side
Billy's got the fever as he rolls on through the night
Some were born to listen, some were born
the highway jump
to the carwash so we can hit them whitewall tires
Sedan DeVille sitting on L.A. Wires
and it's gotta be 80 degrees
I got
coming from the left and the right
Used to walk through the city with a comb and blaster
Booming the beat first slow and then faster
You're whitewall tires
Oh andthatright there is what it’s all about
If you reallywant to make America great again
Hang a whitewall tire in the shade of an oak tree limb
Cut
Paparazzi
Give 'em the slip
Cos they're
Double parked
They'll never ever leave you alone
The light turns green
Goin' for broke
Whitewall tires
Up in smoke
Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me
What's the matter with the car I'm driving
Can't you tell that it's out of style
Should I get a set of whitewall
put ice on my mom and my sister too
It's mister icey icey in the burgundy coupe
I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he still was here
On them white-wall tires
mister icey icey, in the burgendy coupe
[TQ]
I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he still was here
On the white-wall tires, with them white-wall rims
[Baby]
It's mister icey icey, in the burgendy coupe
[TQ]
I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he still was here
On the white-wall tires, with them white-wall rims
an x-ray man
And you got white-wall tires
Iodine tan
Cheap, unpleasant desires
You're an x-ray man
You've got an X-rated mind
You're not satisfied
thirteen inch Daytons wrapped with small white-wall tires
You say that you three wheel, I bet you I three wheel higher
Got a chrome extinguisher just in case
lyrical fire
You can see me rolling whitewalls on vogue tires
Higher and higher I can touch the sky
I'm swerving in two lanes as I pass by
Ride with me if
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