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dry make her cry when I cut like a spy
She's shy and bi but wants to get high
Say goodbye, we get fried and head for the sky
She is a genie when I rub

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Tracy Lawrence

For the Love

2007

Hit the gas, get there fast
Never stop to think "What's in it for me?"
Or "It's way too far"
They just show on up
With their big old heart
You'll

This gas that I smoke make a young nigga go
Twist up a blunt take it straight to the dome 
Play with the smoke i inhale through my nose 
Sitting in

I stayed 10 toes down I ain't budge when they left
I pull up with the gas You already know the rest
Got these niggas wit a frown Leave ya main hoe

And now you dry texting so much, that shit is not okay
You make think that you don't love me, going separate ways
Keep fighting for yo heart, but I know you

If it ain't 50 or a hunnit I can't bag it up
I'm switching lanes to get the bag, you know that package stuffed
Gas on me no station pump you if you

deals 'cause the music popping off
'Ceiling' just ain't in my dictionary, headed to the top
Hit the gas and floor it, you can't hop up in this foreign
Ima

I was broke worrying about the gas light
Same clothes from yesterday, smell like last night
Pockets empty I ain’t even have my swag right
Something

Skrrt off now we racin
yeah
Skrrt off now we racin
Dry em out just like a raisin
Huh
Huh
B***h
Yeah

I smoke good gas goin straight to my dome
I be up

Jeesabo...
Yeah, yeah n***a 

Big talk, put your money where your mouth is
Big gas tank, that's a whole lot of ounces 
Big stacks, a dumb bitch would

out of gas, I had to take it to the safe
I'm always trappin' no debate
Shawty got some cake
The way she threw it back you know I had to check the date
I

on the  gas

Little  Reba Jean  was the  Homecoming  queen, being  a good wife was the life  she Dreamed
She married  a man  from  down in Mississippi  and that

Yea yea
Life of the party 
Pull up on henny and molly 
Smoke on that gas like I farted 
Want me a Scarlett Johansson 
Waves on my head I'm so

Road runnin
Foot on the gas like we stole sumn
Yea yea
No woman
Can't give my heart out to no woman
Please don't step to that boy he is not to play

when I pull up (Yeah)
It's a vibe yay
We on our way to the riches we gone
Pull up in drop top ignition no gas
She wanna fuck I say bitch imma pass

Bitch, I got the tear gas drippin' off me, everybody like my steez
Wrist cuff blingin' like a Johnny Dang piece, everybody like my steez
Pull up with

Yeah yeah, Yeah
Lets go, Lets go
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Yea yea
Yea
Look

I'm wit johy we at the ocean
I got plays they really in motion
Pussy dry give her ass

All this shit gas like I got propane
And I ain't really one to care about names
When I pull up just give me my change
Serve then I swerve back in my

Kravxx
Droochii
You know how it be
You know how it go
The album
Woo
Hot hot
Yeah
Yeah
Grass green
Cash green
Gas green
Go
Go
Green
Green nails

Side effects may include
Headache, nausea, dry mouth, increased sweating, feeling nervous
Fatigue or having trouble sleeping, insomnia
These will

got a muzzle
Gas pack I need

Everything I see I can achieve it
Baby just let me go
Woah
Suckin' me dry to bone
Doin' the most
Got that lil bih and she

miei Lit, mai

Street life
Squali col drip Nike
Muovilo in strip night
Fuggono in Jeep white
Buio ma in hit light
Fotti miei lit mai
Pastano Cheese dry

play like a vet
Convo's be dry but the pussy is wet
She knows it's deadly weaponizing the sex
Man what'd I expect?
Rolling and smoking my gas light
Tank

Gas got me outer space feeling like I'm ET
Tryna take a trip somewhere out to DC
Ima play the lil bih just like a dvd
Diamonds on my neck hitting