Lyrics:
Flow's so mean, I don't plan on being nicer
I should be a writer, candles on my rider
Windshield wiper, vision so clear
Success is near, had to check my
you pull on my stick get ready for the storm
Get the wipers working
Shit so wet wanna dive shit is perfect
I gotta pull over soon cause you got me
Fuck up the metermaid that's what I fuckin' said
He gave me a ticket no that fuckin' bitch is dead
He broke off my windshield wiper when he put it
that we walking
And window wipers can't keep up w the tears the world cries when we not together
Now I'm just yo X man in this stormy weather
We are
a piston
Funny how I hit da dope and I get hyper
I eat the beat up like I got pika
Everybody switch side windshield wipers
That shit piss me off like I
a taxi I'll pay whatever fare
It takes from getting me to you over there
Road is slick from rain, windshield wipers whip
From side to side, it's fogging,
brights was on
Still dripping got the wipers on
LF to death stay repping home
Can't stop won't stop (Call me diddy)
Down to go I don't care who's with me
It was early 1999
On the Blue Route crusin I was feelin just fine
Got the wiper blades synced to the beat of this song
In the backseat freezin cause
a handle on the road from whence we came
I don't know what's ahead
I'm just a raindrop on your windshield caught between the wiper blades
A moment in your
Louder
Say it louder
Vida, tell em you're my lover
Rider
She a rider
S3 mehyia no a me si f)m me ntwa no wiper
Your backa like you dey wear diaper
his 'window-screen'
The wipers barely coped with the stream
Me and her in the rain, it was the perfect summer
Me and her in the rain, it was
the words, I’m honoring mine
Wipers in the rain, I’m on with the drive
Pick a place on the map then its off to the skies
Bitches frontin’, yall believing what
baby wearing diapers
Try me and I'll be wiping your blood from my windshield wipers
Fake thugs
Gonna get the slug
Talking about packing heat
But they're
to see
A vision made of fleur de lis
But Vichyssoise and axle grease
Is straight ahead to say the least
The wipers are never dry
It never makes them cry
way I can cope damn near
Wipers on repel the storm so now I can see my Vision clear
Think I been patient for too long (Hold on fuck that)
I stood tall
faire mariner des atocas
Tu peux jibber s’a véranda ou bien wiper à Baroda
Tu peux fumer le calumet, tu peux gagner à Allume-moi
Tu peux nager pour fuir
À se noyer dans le néant
Quand l'image ne sera plus assez belle
On regardera filer le temps
Ton bazou, les wipers chromés
Pis son moteur 100 000
a present, tranquility at last
So, I turn my wiper blades on
And I put my darkest pair of shades on
Even when the blue sky fades dawn
Life is a maze, no days
username are you private
Cant even see me why you got wipers on your eyelids
I dont need to call you i can text you, right down the street let me bless you
Roooof
I don't got on no cologne bitch my clothes loud
Sweating bullets bucking hard lil hoe wipe me with a towel
The windshield wipers going left
a stuntman through a windshield
Looks deadly but it does not hurt
Hold the wipers, stare back at the driver
Don’t let go
Now that I don’t want to cry, maybe I
go back and forth, like some windshield wipers
Do not make me spazz, you gone think that I'm hyper
Heart come from a lion, and my eyes from a tiger
So
to the fame
I turned on the windshield wipers
I'm a young boss
Tell that boy get hired
I'm in the jungle
Got all these snakes around me
Hearing all this
my own best friend my own worst enemy
I’ve got the windshield wipers pumping but I cannot see
So dim cabin lights we might make it home
By Monday
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