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Just one hundred Miles 
are left to get to you
Drivin´on an dusty endless Road
Racing hour by hour  
without a Break
The Speed Indicator Needle stuck

The Nicest Kids in Town

James Marsden

Hairspray [2007 Soundtrack]

2007

Hey there, teenage Baltimore!
Don't change that channel!
'Cause it's time for the Corny Collins Show!
Brought to you by
Ultra Clutch Hairspray!

on the way to LA
20 bands on a motherfuckin' ring
At this point, I ain't even gotta say
Baby, you can't fuck with a g
If I want it then I get it, that's just

with that Kawhi, (haha) fun guy
Bet you thought that was a dumb line, nigga you fungi
Who are we?
Oh yea and one more thing
90's baby was brought to you

tacos with a bad bitch rolling up the dope
I can't tell you what I know
Cuz that shit come with a price
Keep your head strong baby cuz we lurking tonight

of chucky
Used to smoke backwoods down at dutchy's
Member when i first got syd to fuck me 
Kept it lowkey i said nothing
I count green by any means don't give

conversation just hit it from behind,
Thinking bout my baby as I'm gripping on her Spine,
Gotta watch the time cause it's flying right by
She got me driving all

painted shirts
Now big bro own one of mine
Wake up, money on my mind
Think bout foe'nem all the time
Back when Grams lived on the four
First floor,

Aaaawww
Oooohhhh
Yeahhhhh

I lay awake til four in the morning 
Just thinking about you 
Surrounded by the beaming lights
Dancing to my favorite beat

to the enigmatic and mystifying record about sex drugs and rock and roll
Take it away sugar

Exploding in my darkest time
You call me up like baby
Where'd you like

rock
H town I was on the block
With them boys who look like obs
When it's dark you getting robbed, yeah
When it's dark you getting robbed
You an alien

st Vs. 
      Blues, Rock, and Funk gonna make some noise Im bout to get it crunk. So throw ya hands up 2 hands up high, this ya last chance you rather

house nigga
Meanwhile you in denial can't even by a couch nigga

Niggas spazin they gone be in the casket when the canon hit you
Yall niggas need some

He said, "Wasn't your hair different yesterday?"
Baby, I'm a Black woman
My hair was different 5 minutes ago
Cuz one thing about us
We gon switch it

cockpits, got a Wave
Like bye, ways of the P
If you not, familiar, we getting
The drop
Because I'ma Dad
On da regular
I'm grinding, you living
A lie
Them

a Melting Pot
Hours we used to floor and up Rock till we got caught 
My super ran us out the building's underground parking lot
Memoirs of an 80s Baby Bro

on hoe
See the stacks in my pocket
DA oomp camp gettin bigger
I'm Baby D or you can call me that nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Now hold on hoe
who gon be

That switch get to shootin' in every direction
That bitch tryna hit at whoever
Got set up by a bitch
Shoulda used yo head, I thought you was clever

We

lit
Ran it up just stayed by the bricks
Really just here in the booth
Run it up think I need new shoes
Pop Percs drink lean me too
Pour fours can't

hire
With bro, she was cool
Now she with me, she fire
Baby came in with yaga
She don't know I got on Prada
Talm' bout 4L, I'm just noddin'
It got for

Need a little song to make me
On my dime
Is it sell or sold
Need a little time to make home
but take your time
Sitting down
Baby you can wait

as canned sardines
In the heat of mid-July
A bead of sweat across your brow
I just looked at you as you looked at the ground
A baby cried, a woman spoke

for whores
And sayin' why spend mine, when I could spend yours?
Disagree? Well, that's you and I'm sorry
I'm'a keep playin' these cats out like Atari

A rider 4real
I got more hustles than homies so I get doe by my lonely
I lost some cousins to thuggin thats why I keep that shit on me
So fuck it Im bustin