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I'll be out back in my white Cadillac
Won't you join me for a ride
We'll go up to the mountain top
There I'll show all the goods I got
Don't look
the club she's heard great things about
I left all I knew, you left me at the house by the Heath
I stopped CPR, after all, it's no use
The spirit was
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
Life changes like the weather
You grow up, grow old, or you hit the road 'round here
So I drive (Drive, drive)
Watching white lines passing by
With
been made
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me, weed, whites, and wine
And you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be
white El Dorado
Cruisin' through the trees
Slippin' through the shadows
Of what used to be
Back in the days, living in the summer of love
Living in
be hearin' me comin'
But I can't come inside
I'll be out back in my white Cadillac
Won't you join me for a ride
We'll go up to the mountain top
wasting half is life on sniffing glue
Now he's reformed, working for the red the
White and blue
Plain sailing, safe surfing
Pocket full of back stab
you can get it
And how you won't all of the do's
And all of the don'ts
I got some news for you so listen, please
It's not a black, white, or gay disease
Magic City
You got me questioning it all
I hope that I make it home by Wednesday
And this Magic City lets me go
Magic City
Magic City
Magic City
the flair, alas, I lack
Oh go on, try to versify and I'll versify back
Well, let me see now, cherry pies ought to be you
Autumn skies ought to be you
their winds across the mountains
A life that's never safe and dry
Rodeos and riding high
Ladies and their men get by
On six-guns and white
By Marvin Gyae and Tammi Terrell
You're all I need to get by
Like the sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see you were my
kiko from Queens, nicknamed Perico
We go back like PAs and wearin' PJs
Now we reached the peak age, runnin' trains for three days
Who wanna ride? It
the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one's ever indicted you
Why? 'Cause you're a
White boy, white boy,
go walking down the Union tracks
One day I looked straight at her and she looked straight back
So I'm
Working on the highway, laying down
point in history that I would care to go
And so I had them send me back to last Thursday night
So I could pay my phone bill on time
Just then
Cream Man, Mr. Ice Cream Man, Mr. Ice Cream Man, Mr. Ice Cream Man)
Hit the blocks dressed in white with some baggy girbaud's
A pocket full of stones,
Obie Trice
Real name, no gimmicks
Two trailer park girls go 'round the outside
'Round the outside, 'round the outside
Two trailer park girls go
want a dude to smoke but he can't buy weed
You go out to eat, he can't pay, y'all can't leave
There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves
the weather
You grow up, grow old, or you hit the road 'round here
So I drive (drive drive)
Watching white lines passing by
My plastic dashboard Jesus
letting ts go scream
I cant wait till u n me meet
Hop out 2 steps he fast on feet
Blitz thru Back think he faster than me
once i blow this nigga turn
a white pearl like Chanel
My bro got a white girl named Chanel
In a limousine can't put the seat back, I'ma lay down
If she know how to move, do the one-two
This young man he arose
What makes you weep down by my grave
I can't take my repose
One kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips, one kiss is all I
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