Lyrics:
(Give me, uh, plenty of that guitar)
Oh I've been traveling on a boat and a plane
In a car on a bike with a bus and a train
Traveling there
climbed up in that cab where I
Knew it'd be warm at the wheel
Well at the wheel sat a big man
I'd have to say he must of weighed 210
The way he stuck
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
I'm away to the city
Never thought I'd have to sell the farm
It's a shame, what a pity
Now I've got a condo for a barn
Came to town on my tractor
like a lightning bolt
I'm in that two-door Range Stormer
My truck plush, and the wheels are the size of rims on a school bus
I need that Bill Gates
Rainstorm rollin' and an old blue Ford, tractor tires just nine years old
Hands on the wheel drivin' slow, a young man's dream
Camel Lights not much
to you
You know that I would
No money lines my pockets now
But by the spring you know that it should
Well I just can't wait to catch that greyhound bus
a lightning bolt
I'm in that two-door Range Stormer
My truck plush, and the wheels are the size of rims on a school bus
I need that Bill Gates money, that's
ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have
Feeling the three wheel motion any
Minute bus flip over
And we’ll be rolling in the
Road found dead in Oklahoma
Only hung over so he
Doesn’t notice what’s
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
don't need to check your baggage
I don't need to know your name
All I need to know is
By the time you arrive, you'll forever be changed
Fresh new
Jones got the summer
But I've awoken from my slumber
Now I'm never letting off the wheel
I see mans killed that weak leak
Fine by me, I can still survive
the dust, you could hear the wind
Through the cracks in the walls where the sun came in
There were tractor parts, old Folgers cans
Full of nuts and bolts,
Summer's over, back to class, way before I had a sedan
Hit the bus stop and then glanced at the kids and then bam
I saw Brittany for the first time, I was
I'm away to the city
Never thought I'd have to sell the farm
It's a shame, what a pity
Now I've got a condo for a barn
Came to town on my tractor
ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have
obligations on my plate
My bike where yo fifth wheel hang, might stop to ride the shit
Don't mean to flex, this shit cost more than your appliances
Always knew
be warm
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told him mine
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
my eight bus
Cause y'all some tellers, opposite of bankers
I’m the shit for ages
My clip steel wheel … gangsters
Click still move like free masons
So
, i found someone to take a look inside
ct last , i found someone to take a look inside
(V2)
LIGHTS ON
Drive by —- lookin inside but ain't no way
The wildest cat from Montana passes by in a flash
Then a lady in a bright orange dress
One you-Haul trailer, a truck with no wheels
The Tenth Avenue bus
both ways, and got hit by bus
Crunched up under
Tangled in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler
You know how that feels
Lost both my legs so I'm running
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