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I remember the days
Where did they go?
I guess those days are through
They don't make 'em like they used to
Welding steel
For automobiles
Nuh lie mi too real
Mi got the style
And mi got the zeal
Make yuh body touch road
Like a automobile
This ah real life
But it look surreal
Mi have some
inside automobile, make 'er squill pickup tha bill (Cash)
After tha meal, get to tha mill, run up tha play, vitamin k
Bomboclottin' what you thought'n,
And he hopped into the automobile
He said, â??bye baby!
Good day hey!â??
Strictly Mr. T pulled over to the rest stop
For one to smoke a cigarette (though
below me you can blow me
Talk how I feel, stuck like mud in the real
Dope in the ocean, I’m eel
Riding a boat with no wheels
Save em for automobiles
to something
From zero to hero
And I Started from the bottom for real
N0v got a lot of appeal
I got drive like an automobile
Got the devil tryna offer a deal
(You can repair automobiles. What else do I need to know?)
Please
Hello?
(I'm getting out of here)
You said you don't want nothing to do with me
You
just busting blocks
On my own
In my automobile
With all my music
Stuck in a loop
As I drive through the Ville, yuh
Yo that sound like a decent idea
What
throwing it back for real
She nasty I like it I'm having a thrill
Just stack up the bag for real
I want it I cop it new automobile
Balling Like "Bradley
kill time
Empty out your
Your pockets please
Give me the keys
To the automobile
We young wild and free
That's all that matters to me
See I know
You've
loud than a automobile
Feeling too proud and the pain too real
Pound for a pound, I'll win that deal
Too much shit up inside my system
Talk to the fam in
sull'automobile
Sangue blu milanese, è il salone del nobile
Okay, sei al top della mia trend topic
Già al tag di Joe chiama l'antidoping
Hermès, sei una rich
birdie
I'm livin' life no I'm not livin' reckless
No we not supposed to die by thirty
Just bought a new automobile it's no type of miles on the car
Drive
run on automobiles
Bill, looking for the thrill but I'm already trill
Like I'm made of steel, stainless but I'm out to serve the meal
on the crawl
It's Q the fuckin' maniac, brought a gun to the brawl
Pop the tow truck cop from my automobile
Then slide up in the club and party with my
my automobile
And we roll thick, takin no shit
45 on hip with the hollow point tip
[Chorus: X2]
We're comin gangsta, and gangsta's how we come
We're
stick to the topic yeah
Crusie control on the wheel
Tez garmi na kara feel
Shawty bethi mere naal
It's american automobile yeah
I just follow my passion
my heels
My legs very long in ya automobile
Bitch I need room for me and my money
It's no compliment when I call you a dummy
Bitches my sons so I'm
and keep the same brain
Wishing I could leave it all behind
On a train, plane, automobile
But I ought to know the water gon' spill
the tar on both heels
I’m too fly for four
Check it out
I’m too fly for four wheels
I’m gone ride til the wheel
Fall off the automobile
I work hard for
automobiles turn into coffins
Now I'm caught in
A thought that wills should be in glove compartments
Cause it's thoughtless to think that I'm not threatening
buried
I leave you like a recall automobile wreck
Fool around with me you will die a slow painful death (purge)
Quick and painless nicka boka please
Blow
(ils sont trop méchants)
Des automobiles (y en a)
Des automatiques (y en a)
Jaloux saboteurs (y en a)
Mais la justice de Dieu (y en a)
Des
to get a ride on my
Ride on my, ride on my, ride on my, black automobile
That’s exactly why you gotta be, gotta be
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be prepared
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