Lyrics:
Jackin' my dick off in a bed of barbed wire
(Hey, is Bizarre performin'?) Bitch, didn't you read the flyer?
The special invited guest will be Richard
here.
All the onions in Sicily make people cry in California.
You drive a horse. I drive a Ford.
That doesn't prove a sailor is a board.
If you talk
figure but never the 2-liter
Whatever you choose, especially you
Definitely I rhyme better than who rhymes better than you!
Cause this is your sire, I
listen to Elvis
They start feeling like prison is helpless
'Til someone comes along on a mission and yells, "Bitch"
A visionary, vision is scary
Could
Converse and a starter cap
Now I'm sitting, wishing that
Wishing I could just go back
I was happy with no fame
Ford Fiesta, switching lanes
Buying 40's with
didn't forget
Your promise to save what we found
No no, you can't forget
I found some loose change
In the back seat of my ford
Reminded me of a time
When
Driving down the highway
Going 80 on the 19
Thinking maybe I might be
The only thing holding me back
Seeing all the lights fly right by me
Singing
Put all that little shit up you know what im sayin we doing big shit only No Cap
Fuck a Ford we want big foreigns you know what im sayin back to back
back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my .38, I hope it's not too late
One shot, two
all Maison, gracious, beloved by the freebasers basing
You back in the hood, how your name in them statements? (Ah)
Dippidy-doo-dah, your brains
The police is looking for me, I'mma hide by abroad
Shootin' stars in my pocket, bitch sit on my rocket
I'm wired off a socket, but still shockin'
Everybody
Race
When Fords and Lincolns was settin' the pace.
That story is true, I'm here to say
I was drivin' that Model A.
It's got a Lincoln motor
You can fuck my bitch, you can have my hoe
Get yours, get yours, get yours by any means
You can smoke that kill, you can push that dope
Get yours,
know it's sittin' high
Got a Ford and a Dodge and a Chevy bowtie
Don't tread on me, I'm a rebel 'til I die
With my arm out the window with
A jar full
Shakespeare
The fakes will disappear
The flavor in your ear
Is strong like Everclear
Two hundred proofs
So put the match to the roof
And set this bitch
your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we
back and the dumb bitch believed me
I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I ran and got my .38, I hope it's not too late
One shot, two
race
When Fords and Lincolns was settin' the pace
That story is true, I'm here to say
I was drivin' that Model A
It's got a Lincoln motor and it's
My bitch, put her right up on the beach (Bitch)
A jet to Bora Bora for the week (For the week)
They want my plug 'cause the price is cheap (Plug)
is for the baller cats
All the cats
That want a bitch to lay on their backs
To hell with that
So Fox what you mean?
Bet I be a poor niggas dream
is the name,
Man, gotta keep up with this pace
Anything I see, I trace
The U.S rockin' with 50 states (Sure are)
If you wanna go heavy I've got my Ford
use it
If sleep, don't leave it on, nigga, for true she will go though with it
She call a bitch back from your phone and chew the chick a new uterus
I'm all done and I ain't looking back no more
Ballin', don't care no more
Everything is gone now
Stalking, I can't no more
Strangers in my head now, oh
ass licked
Leave your number by the phone, bring yo' ass on home
I roam in Lexuses and Benzes, the fly way
With the flyest bitch gettin head
.jpg/200px-Lita_Ford_at_Jones_Beach_2012_01_(cropped).jpg "Lita Ford")
.jpg/200px-Lita_July_2017_(cropped).jpg "Lita")
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