Lyrics:
deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or un-good
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I
deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or un-good
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha (ha)
Yeah, okay
Gap (gap) teeth (okay)
Black seat (okay, okay)
Racks, deep (yeah, okay)
Yeah,
Fuck bitch I'm thirsty
You know that you want me
Come and take the front seat
Move to the back seat
Fuck bitch I'm thirsty
You know that you want me
Do you wanna ride In a bike seat of a Cadillac
Chop it up and do it down
Do you wanna ride In a bike seat of a Cadillac
Chop it up and do it down
Do
the games
I'm with all the drama (yeah)
Make 'em gimme brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)
Make' em gimme brain in the front seat of the Hummer
Ah, yo ah, nah man, sit down
Sit yourself down chill low
Take a seat, big man you feel me?
Take a seat, I cook this brick real quick
Bon appétit
Mr Smith
Flipmode, Yo, lets sing a little something for the song
Ladies get up out your seat, seat, seat
C'mon and chill with me, me, me
C'mon
drop it low drop it low
give it to me
when u're in ma front seat
너와 함께라면 모든 것이
마치 turn up
turn up turn up
이건 유명세를 타기 위한
나의 burn up
burn up burn up
get in
name was Kareem (yeah)
I'm your majesty, roses under my feet, yeah
I'm a king, I'm a king, I'm a king (king)
Where the throne at? Let me take a seat
Tired of waisting time
I would rather just gone and make you mines
And we ain't gotta hide
Look, my back seat is empty
No room For that frenzy
I thank I
Do you know
Do you know
That you are called
You are chosen
Yeah, yeah
You are loved and forgiven
Yeah, yeah
There's a seat with your name on it
heat
My liberty, I ride for my life, I ride front seat
I ride front seat, I ride front seat
Attitude, grip the heat, never have food to eat
Nowadays, it
I got an ounce in the back seat
And the boys just passed me
On the highway going top speed
Got smoke blowing out my window
Lord hide me
Ooooh
my mind, she blows my mind
Roll it pour it drink it smoke it grab a seat and just rewind it
Roll it pour it drink it smoke it grab a seat and just
I ask
I take your bitches like my name is Chad
Slamming these bottles like I’m in a frat
Crying over me tell that bitch to take a seat
Start talking
wheel drive that's my only function
Let's go
I'm the other brother in the seat baby
I'm the other brother in the seat baby
I just want to be your brother
Wood grain with the leather seats
Catch a contact if you sittin in the back seat
Got the seat leaned way back I could go to sleep
But I don't never
Backseat Blues
Sweet little lady, shes taking me home
I don't know where im going
Chorus
The back seat blues, yeah The back seat blues
I got my hat
trough the dash I'm nice to ride pass
My rims are super clean, paint job that glitters and gleams,
And I wanna see the back of your jeans in the seats
You could be dead
You get hit from behind
Your car's all a wreck
Be thankful for your life
You could've broke your neck
Seat belt
Seat belt
Never
seats back on recline
Leanin' on leather, seats back on recline
Leanin' on leather, leanin' on leather
Leanin' on leather, seats back on recline
I
bangin' on the back seat all night long
Yeah they were bangin' on the back seat all night long
Yeah they were bangin' on the back seat
On the back seat
Brand new truck, butter-soft seats
Brand new truck, butter-soft seats
Brand new truck, butter-soft seats
(Now my brother and my nephew got enough
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