Lyrics:
Get out the whip man, I'm takin' the throne
Burnin' these wannabes down to the bone
Call me grand reaper I'm taking your soul and I toss it around
shit down
Yeah, my Chevy sittin' high so it's hard to get down
Watch that dick standin' up, girl, it's hard to get down
Got them chickens in
On the road it's a derby
I run through in a flurry
Round it up, rubber burnin' inferno
On the road outta New York
I'm converting my Euros
You come
King-Kong
Cause I'm shakin the nation, tearin down every tank
Only once I lost a battle, then I broke the sucker neck
It was an MC named (Toy) he was
made
Never want to see you again
I wish I could forget your name
My blood is burnin' butane
All these brutes waning, won't come step up to bat, man
The U.S. of A. has really got the most
Love to watch the miles and the cities fly by
Tearin’ up the road with a gleam in my eye
I’m goin’ coast to coast
nigga fuck it up
Down in the trenches, press your luck
Assed out like you ain't no butt, nigga what?
My soul is burnin, about to catch fire!
I'm
your glacial ice melt
under the glow of a sun belt
see you dance down the valley
a singing brook with
inimitable melody.
Verse 1:
We’re like
I just feel like I'm floatin' Bout to shut this shit down
Ugh Stackin up my cheddar - uh
Lay my verse that's beddy-bye Get that light and shed it
Dance, turn around a couple times and twerk it
Go 'head make that booty come alive that's your purpose
Get it get it lit like a fire, keep it burnin
a mutherf**ker on my own two feet.
But you know I never stumble or lag last.
I'm almost home so I better haul ass.
Tearin' up everything in sight.
It's
For those in the past who dissed me don't deny it
What? Your sorry? Don't even try it
Word man
People are a trip
Putting everybody down what's up
know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you feel the reins from your pony are slippin'
Ridin' Down The West Side
Ina fresh ride
Tree'd up
Baby yea I'm too high
I be burnin up the block
When I pass by
Catch em burnin gas
Haulin ass
In
Let's light up the night
Wait a minute
(I think we need to slow it down)
Wait a minute
(I think we need to slow it down)
Wait a minute
(I think we
Parody of Mama DOn't Get Dressed Up For Nothing by Brooks & Dunn (Kix Brooks/Don Cook/Ronnie Dunn, Sony/ATV Tunes L.L.C. dba Cross Keys
Growin' up
You don't see the writin' on the wall
Passin' by
Movin' straight ahead you knew it all
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain
You'll
Now Rayshard Brooks
Shit
I'm still fucked up what they did To George Floyd
Protesting peacefully we ain't Even up da score
Hands up they still
Burnin' up the beat like it's rubber on the pavement
Turnin' up the heat and it's sizzlin' my bacon
Bummer that I'm stubborn, but I'll have to be to make it
got as big as Big Narstie
Now it's shrinking in size, Melissa McCarthy
I'm Dana Carvey
Trying to recreate the fame of Garth
Dick Ayoade, you're not Moss
My name like the Rangers, I write in Stone
Chano my nigga, he right or he wrong
Stars in the roof it's a, ayy, yeah
It's a war zone at home
Ayy,
For those in the past who dissed me don't deny it
What? Your sorry? Don't even try it
Word man
People are a trip
Putting everybody down what's up
tearin' me apart
I'm just a fool, fallin' for her lies
But I can't help it, she's got me wastin' my time
Cruisin' down the highway, windows rolled down low
shit it is not a givin'
Fuck with the gang, we fuckin' you up
The fuck do you say? Nah, he ain't with us
And we ain't the same, I'm king of the bus
You
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