Lyrics:
ice
Bi ofada wonfe jekin rice
We’re still rolling dice
Big engine lomo latile
Ogbeni no reason the size
Wontigba Wontigba Wontigba yeye
Wontigba
engine roar ..
So they won’t hear me cry in an expensive car drinking Belaire or it’s probably some expensive wine ..
Niggas think they hard til in
Singing all my fuckin songs
Engine in the back
But his trunk is looking long
These niggas for the streets
Some of ya be passed around
Knock knock come
visions
Head up in the clouds but got my key in the ignition
Grindin like the homie Myles livin thru collisions
You can try ta kill the engine but you can’t
credit wit credit karma/my credit good/I see that look up in ya eyes man/I wish you wish would/you niggas like the little engine/wish you could...I be
water up on my wrist, like some showers in this bitch, she’ll scream loud as my engine, when I bust her flower open like an accordion again,
Grinding
trunk in the front and your engine in the back cause this whip brand new and it cost a lot of racks
Got to keep a 100 everywhere that I go 100 all
them till they cannot breathe
Karate chop make drop Nina
We roar and we raor like a fucking engine
Never ever stop take a look at what we been through
a V-SPEC and she dig it
Turbo charged engine and a custom transmission
Cardboard calipers, yeah I'm not a critic
She kinda cute, add her to the hit list
came in the engine
I got a few Porsche she like to fuck in it
You niggas can’t extort me
Cause ion fuck with these sissy
Real street nigga out the dirt
For me
Like
A snack
Like a
Dessert
To me
Ima
Make that
Engine
Purrr
For me
Welcome To
New Jersey
Drive
Hope you
Make
It out
Alive
the insubordinate
I’m Driving in Georgia just hearing the motor
Rev the engine hear it roaring it’s louder than snoring
Your boring if you don’t think the VVS's is
stories it sounds pretty sad
Used to sleeping on the matress her engine now get started
Remember she used to be starving since she met ma nigga carl dorcen
Dior baby thats christian
Put more horses in my engine
Ima cash out all my children
Can’t spend that on a lemon
(Yeah)
Ima ice my pendants
Heard your
moving crowds
Can't hear the engine but we in the Rolls blowing loud
Gang of pretty women they feelin alive
Now she telling her friends she had the time
show you why its mine
Found my flow
Sounding good
Moved the snow
In my hood
Known as the
Little engine that could
Im doing what
My mom told me I should
Nexus mache Loops
Ripper meine Wave
Bolt Lande Save
Ride engine mein Motor
Bin Maschine fliege Core
Moses ich bin fly, Mit meim rarri in the sky
Bleibe
racks in the kitchen
Go cop a new foreign engine
Get caught in that jam
Then my name you don't mention
I just poured 4 to the head
Got to keep 1 in
Put the engine in the rear this shit lookin like a Nascar
Even when I'm driving I be riding with the mask on
You boys is pussy I think you need a tampon
start to cheer
Broken engine popped tires
Straight to the garbage when I hand out my flyers
Unanswered emails your stuck to your iPhone
Don’t act like
got fast cars start my engine now I’m revvin’ it
These niggas hate it, you is a broke boy just face it
That money so close I can taste it
Yo bitch
Ya bitch is whorin she exploring
Oh she got a warrant
I stopping bitch I floor it
Hear my engine roaring
Fuck the cops nobody want it
Im a boss
The Engine Somewhere In The Back
It Ain’t Regular
We Ain’t Make Time For No Sleep
On The Schedule
Bizzy Too Clean
If It Ain’t Then We Federal
She
grasps the fabric
Now she take my dick it got her off the Xanax right
Off the high I fully function
Grew in the city streets
Where I kept my engine
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