Lyrics:
the Escalade
Saw that truck you gave to the valet
Knew that it was game when you looked at me
Pulling up your sleeve so I could see the Rolley bling
Saw
you blackout by pulling the mac down
i wish you would act out
You'll learn a valuable lesson
The way you learn the value of my Smith & Wesson
I wish
I come pulling all the stops
Putting rain on all of this
With the sirens in my sleep
And her sorrow at my kiss
I can't turn away
Or hold a hand
A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers and slash-back blazers
Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters
Talking 'bout
Your liquid eyes
Where reason dies
Are pulling me
Into the sea
Your passion for
What you adore
Will be my guide
To suicide
When you clench your
remember the scuffles we had in pulling the plane this way
Hearing you say to this day "Hey perro come over so we can lift weights"
And getting a hyna
Rappable powers, half my life is on record
Where the record shopper for anal swap meet cats
Or pulling off the rigid panties from your young auntie
the last thing i heard
was you're coming back
and Italy's love scene
was going black
the city of love
was pulling you in
with 200 miles
that,
Wiser than that, bigger than that
You're better than the devil in you
Tellin' you how, pulling you down,
Spilling you ?????- but it's up to you
I could of practiced more acting but I'm looking for fulfilling,
Feeling the pulling of sitting back and just chilling.
I'm in process of making
a ticket from the laws, you want to bet
They can't stand me, pulling off they say you dripping too much candy
Yes I can't stand it, I'm the drank and drip
I don't want to fight about who's pulling the weight
Wait for me upstairs I'll be up to rub your neck
I want to be let down and disenchanted
behind
You're thinking that you're making a stand
by pulling out the welcome mat from no mans land
just don't forget where we come from honky
we
house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
a sunny day
And there's money to be made
It's that 7 1 trey
Pulling out the Escalade
Creased up with them dames
And a bald fade
[Chorus]
In the heat of the atmosphere
My engine roars
And the throttle cries
I'm now pulling on my navigation
Bringing me down out of the sky
I've seen
a bandit queen)
yeah it's pulling me in like gravity
I need a bandit queen...
For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal
But mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds
Casting down imaginations and every high
house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But
grining figure on a branch
Dangling with its legs
Curious light shapes teasing me
Giggling around
The grining figure tucking at my hand
Pulling me
house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But
of words
What you think and say is absurd
Pulling away from evil ties
The LORD of LORDS has made his sacrifice
Manifesting through HIS death on a tree
better than to wait this long
Pulling your strings around was clearly wrong
In our hearts we've known how the wind would blow
That it couldn't last
house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But
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