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Ward
These are not bars these are lion's roars 
Gotta pint of Earl James inside of my driver door
I'm not one to stand still
I was in the Pitt with Deuce

Enough with the games, Jews mixed with the kettle one will have any driver screwed.
Car auxiliaries need auxesis: no weakness revealed. I may be able

Swifty 

We’re just two dudes, please don’t be rude, cause we love Cruel Summer.
Her angel voice, is a Rolls Royce, and we’ll be her driver.
Kanye was

the managing
While I fresh like Irish Spring
Obviously, I'm what the crowd came to see
Tyga not Tyrese
What you can sing, every melody and on a beat
Had

There's Turkish drug dealers
An Irish halfway house
There's ten full black bin bags
Blowing round the gaff
And everybody's moaning about their

4 in da Morning

Raekwon

Fly International Luxurious Art

2015

for the listener
Or rather yeah, the driver, suicide rider
B bums and Wally's me she lost colleagues

4 in the morning
4 in the morning
4 in the morning

while you at Burger King ordering horse meat
We at the Four Seasons with chicks who got driver tea in North
Flow so buttery, it's torque
The flow more

Civilians

Joe Henry

Civilians

2007

way out of gloves
Out of shoes, and gray chiffon
The driver pulls his blanket high
And pretends to look beyond

Oh, pray for you, pray for me
Sing it

Uh huh. ?Cause that?s the way they role.
You?ve got to go big like an Israeli nose.
If you ever buy a pint for an Irish guy, they?re
Out of control

through the streets and the rain.
Well, me poor heart was thumpin' around with excitement
and I hardly even heard what the driver was saying.
We came in

out of the cover
And stumbled in the rain
Old Jim boy was a smoken 
And Sara swang her cane

The driver was in traffic
Our clothes were getting wetter

up
Yeah that night they closed the club
Big man drink when I lift my glass like I was in an Irish pub
If you so OJ then show me
Man I left so many ****

Irish Russian bitch
She say my dick her dinner plate
An ima bust her down
On her balconie in her Louie lace
An I'm well connected
Every week I'm in 2-3

environment for all of my peoples
While I'm sippin' on this Irish man Robert De Niro
I know I could
Get the bag then I dip and dash hit the gas
But this shit

Nicky, Nicky, Nicky

Yah, Mechanical
I whip the Ford Fiesta like I'm Baby Driver
Cut the wire off the bomb call me Nick McGuiver
You fake big, Mark McGuire

Chariot Drivers Let Me Know
If You Can Just Hang Tight On Swinging Low
I'm Not That Worried About My Soul
But I Can't Just Irish Out And Go

It's

Now I'm back as a monster, when I land you will think I'm Irish
Ironic how these niggas' reaching their arms, towards my pockets because I'm rich

the streets and the rain
Well, my poor heart was thumpin' around with excitement
That I hardly even heard what the driver was sayin'
We pulled in the short

some normie squibs
This Skoda-driver looks gormless
Hey mate, I'm from Belgium
"What's up my European brethren"
Trying to get my family across the Irish

The cop in the subway, stuck an eye in my cup
He said, pour it out paddy cause I've seen enough
And move yourself along or it's an Irish kiss

Although the booze don´t work and the drugs ran out of gas
Still like cuban cigars and irish whiskey
Born a race car driver that´s why I drive risky
That

Do You Drink

Krizz Kaliko

Son of Sam

2013

I'm the king of flip cup and beer pong
"99 bottles of beer" song and a beer bong
I take a irish car bomb and a screw driver
Make me up a boiler

Long Strange Golden Road

The Waterboys

Modern Blues

2015

eye on the road
Remember what you told her
This is all in code, my dear

You better get yourself a coat
Said the handsome taxi driver
And he

Racial Hostility

Anvil

Plugged in Permanent

Have you heard that Pakis stink
Jews are cheap, bad drivers are Chink
Have you heard that Spics will steal
Japs are sneaks, a Gypsy's deal
Racial