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Why don't you show me compassion
Like a tire, no chains
Equals no traction in the snow or rain
I thought that you
anyway
Yeah, you know you'd love him anyway, oh
Charles Nelson Reilly won the Tour de France
With two flat tires and a missing chain
He trained
fuck la fame
Tout c'que je veux moi, c'est smoke du gaz
J'listen pas tes rappeurs, c'est tous les same
J'claque pas ma money dans Gucci and chain
J'tire
Headlights breakin' 'cause your batteries drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin' outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the E-Q and play
Headlights breakin' 'cause your batteries drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin' outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the E-Q and play
experiment
'86 turbo diesel Mercedes
Chains on the tires dashing
Through the snow like Dancer and Prancer
Dough the next only acceptable answer
grills
Ice skating in the drive way, I'ma do it my way
Eggnogs got daddy swerving on the highway
Chains on the tires, ice up on the window
10 degrees
on your daddy
And I wanna caress you, just to fuck on you, bitch I just to add you to my life
Rose gold Benz, rose gold rims and tires (Hey)
Rose gold
the tires
Then the chains
Then we mobbing
Monsoon
But we ain't doing much
Chilling really just
Chopping it up
Plus
Cruising 'round adventurous
Mapping out
arm
Oh they really finna tax y'all
Imma sink ya shit all costs
Kinda fuzzy in the mirror
Kinda burns throwing salt
Chain tires on the backroads
Put
A bale of hay and a patched up spare tire
Cross on a chain hangin' from a rearview
Fifth in a brown paper sack packin' eighty proof
Well sun droppin' off
cute bout this deuce deuce,but it get messier wit this 45
6 gem stars slice the tires on ya Subaru
Chain swinging like Zoboomafoo
Nigga who is you,ugly
Cold Chicago nights
Chains on tires
You're diggin' out snow
That wind, it just ain't right
I made up my mind
I'm headin' home
Well babe,
the summertime so i gotta bring the drip outside
Wash the car hit the wheels some tire shine
Thru the chain and buffs on feel like im going to prom
Hitting corners
I lived in the woods for twenty-five years
Called forth an army of ten thousand deers
We built a castle that still remains
Out of steel-belted tires
like Kevin
I got these bars like I'm gates, got that lucky number slevin
Lucky to be alive, but now I'm working for man
Chains on tires while I drive,
till it's grown tired
Brown leaves turned from none to snow
And the branches have expired
The branches have expired
And the people chain their tires
So
chain la tire por que me aburri
La bara a mis pies supera mi ki
El beat lo explote mas de nueve mil
Ahora no lo cree ahora quieren feat
Porque ahora lo se
hinder you and not strengthen you
For a bicycle to ride smoothly the pedals have to work
The tires, Handle bar, seat CHAIN
It all has to work together
Cold Chicago nights
Chains on tires
You're diggin' out snow
That wind, it just ain't right
I made up my mind
I'm headin' home
Well babe,
handlebars (ay)
No handlebars (no handlebars)
No handlebars (no handlebars)
Your tires are flat, your chain is loosey
When it comes to bikes, I'm Gucci
on a cold run, send another wire out
I hate runnin' flats, I just blew another tire out
I'm on one, they keep tryin' to put my fire out
I run California,
I'm a different human being
I crush 'em, make 'em scream
It's nothing, ain't a thing
Fronting like the dick ain't off the chain
Slicing niggas tires
the wrapping paper
And keep the snow chains on the tires
There's only 364 more shopping days 'til Christmas
HO HO HO
No here we go again...
Blow blow blow
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