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never can fuck with me
She stuck wit me like a glue trap
Hey Stella, who brought ur groove back
My own horn I aint never gotta toot that
Vet aint nothing

I can see
In the back of my head
That it's passed
And I can't let it go
I remember BBQs and footballs thrown
Horns explode
Playing out in the road

silver shellz was in that white Porsche too
Car no roof still a dogg woof woof
Don't be scorned blow a nigga horn toot toot
Rap like you the truth come out

the dick i can tell
She don't fuck it by herself
Gobble that shit like she jaws
Make me start smoking cigars
She just like money and cars
It all came from

*car peels and crashes*

Verse Two: Ghostface Killer

Who's the Knucklehead, wantin respect?
Chop his fingers in the drug game, money well known
Lead

For stopping her car in the middle of the road
And the tractor trailer behind her, and the van behind it
Whisking a turtle off the road
Thank you god

then I threw on my sweats  
Was by the door in lik 2 minutes or less 
I hear the horn okay it's time to get rich 
Approaching the whip
And it's time

I got God coaching me, (Yahhh)
I got God coaching me, I don't need y'all I got God coaching me
Devil horns and a halo, had to cut some niggas off

Living life your way bro, that shit is comedic, woah
New car very noisy
Come through and it's roaring, woah
Splash it like I'm Kobe, repping K-City but you

Because the last one wey Adam bin chop na it still dey affect us
Though na only once him bite before oluwa blow horn
Na the rest part Dem use do logo for

see me
Dem go run (see dem go run oo)
If you see me hala
I go horn
(Pi Pii ei forget everybody swerg puff)

Me too I want to be shatta
(shatta shatta

thinking I'll do em harm
I think that they're simply shook, go back to your fucking barns
I have no horns, but they think I'm a demon
Cause my raps make them

backbiting
I left a letter said I
Did it in your handwriting

Before I made off with your
Cash and your jewels
Covered your car in nazi stickers
Drove it into

Look into my eyes, look into Christo's World
I can see a world that I can transform
Bitch slap the Devil, grab him by the horns
I'd fuck the Devil's

Monster Boots

Razorlight

Slipway Fires

2008

Beat me up or take my car
One last time before you crawl

(But when your lover calls)
(Under the bed when his bullet falls)
If he asks if that's

friends for life, they make me feel diabolical
Chasin bags, to me its like a religion its more than a goal
Fall for the bad ones, pretty face with the horns

car
Spent everyday with latex balloons
Studied my craft night, morning, and noon
Thrived off of smiles, giggles and cheers
Now Stephen King's filled

oxygen
I also saw George Washington, walking in, so i boxed him in
And I'm the next to sin, with my devil horns and my big ass grin
Ill kill all your kin,

Renaissance

Mat Kearney

Bullet

2004

line
On which I stand to show you

It happened fast in a flash, just this evening
As I hit the gas, horn blast, brakes were screaming
As the car crashed,

car for givin Melbourne MOORE
For the Redd FOX who bought off the block, but though twice
As Debora COX the gun cuz she beat Kelly's PRICE
When Rosa

Every time you're 'round, your boy get's sidetracked
Got me down on my back, get heated like the fry pan
Baby, flash her eyelash
I drive the car and I

not what I said
Calling my name as I run down the stairs
Grabbing my keys and my coat off the chair
Get in my car and I put it in gear
Wherever I'm

mob 
Shittin' on niggas drawn to a hideous form with horns and a mink on 
Duckin' down low like Vietnam fightin' the Vietcong 
Screamin' "incomin'"

tryna take over steering 
I drove a car with 2 wheels, tryna keep up appearance 
Then got on a unicycle when I found the clearance

It’s been a long time