Lyrics:
a vision
Might
Give a bum a holla, toss em' a couple dollas
Hit the window with them wipers, but forget your babies diapers
And that's the reason why
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
I'm not made of stone or of steel
I slipped it beneath the wiper blades
Just a note on a windshield
When you find yourself out of things
on the brake, hit the wipers, open the dashboard
Sold drugs, made straight A's, and I was playin' sports
Youngin' and fresh, six bricks inside of Jansport
Fast
to the beat
Hit the windshield wiper
Searchin' for my lighter
I gotta get right before this all nighter
It's gonna be a bitchin' summer
We'll be livin'
Ha, ha, hollow nose on my wiper (ha, ha)
Yeah, I caught her like a sniper (yeah, I caught her)
Yeah, red, red bottoms on arrival (red bottoms)
Yeah,
Ha, ha, hollow nose on my wiper (ha, ha)
Yeah, I caught her like a sniper (yeah, I caught her)
Yeah, red, red bottoms on arrival (red bottoms)
Yeah,
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin sad while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my old harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
Blowing low
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin' time
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
I put ya brain all over ya windshield wiper
Nigga' go practice, the flow is ferocious
Million dollar face and it's
All over posters! We living great
wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
But now the headlights are flashin' by so fast
All directions seems the same
And the windscreen wipers keep a beat repeatin'
You can't let go again
the cipher
You're dirt on my windshield, so I'm turnin' on my wipers
And I can see clearly now
No other rapper is near me
And all you perpetrators
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
drive
It's too far outta reach
But now the headlights are flashin' by so fast
All directions seems the same
And the windscreen wipers keep a beat
heads east toward the dawn
The clouds press down, the lightning sounds
Lilly turns those wipers on
[Chorus]
The cards come in from Fond do Lac
us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers
the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers
a ? sack on the side of his waist blood splattered all on the windshield wiper
Somebody tried to take his face caught him up in his Viper
Loose
out the acid
Going back and forth like a... wiper
Just call me another all nighter
'Cause I'm trippin' out
I'm trippin' out
Got a bottle of water
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