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Colt Ford - My Truck Lyrics
My truck, jacked up so high you can't see it Your truck, look more like a Prius My truck, is a gun-slinging mud clinger Your truck, always getting the middle finger My truck, bump Hank, Jamie and Toby Your truck, got a cassette tape for Moby My truck, is like the honey badger, 'nuff said Your truck, is like Osama bin Laden dead
My truck, jacked up so high you can't see it Your truck, look more like a Prius My truck, is a gun-slinging mud clinger Your truck, always getting the middle finger My truck, bump Hank, Jamie and Toby Your truck, got a cassette tape for Moby My truck, is like the honey badger, 'nuff said Your truck, is like Osama bin Laden dead
Lenny Cooper - Mud Fly Lyrics
Sky high, see me in a truck, just know it's prime time I slide by like a drive-by, ask how many stacks it cost I wouldn't lie if I said I went and spent twenty-five You fuckin' bitch, I show out with my old sidekicks Young Gunner, BeastMode, us boys right here we run shit So go ahead, go and say that I ain't the king of this
Sky high, see me in a truck, just know it's prime time I slide by like a drive-by, ask how many stacks it cost I wouldn't lie if I said I went and spent twenty-five You fuckin' bitch, I show out with my old sidekicks Young Gunner, BeastMode, us boys right here we run shit So go ahead, go and say that I ain't the king of this
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Beast Mode Lyrics
I gotta keep a pistol in my Bentley coupe, yeah Don't get too comfortable, yeah My Patek too flooded up, yeah Got a Rollie but I fucked it up, yeah We don't know about a 1 on 1 We don't fuck with them if they don't fuck with us, yeah [A Boogie With Da Hoodie:] Beast mode (yeah) Go beast mode [PnB Rock:]
I gotta keep a pistol in my Bentley coupe, yeah Don't get too comfortable, yeah My Patek too flooded up, yeah Got a Rollie but I fucked it up, yeah We don't know about a 1 on 1 We don't fuck with them if they don't fuck with us, yeah [A Boogie With Da Hoodie:] Beast mode (yeah) Go beast mode [PnB Rock:]
Anthony B - To Much Guns in Town Lyrics
Lyrics for To Much Guns in Town by Anthony B. Ohh, ohh M-16, AK-47, pump rifle, desert eagle All home made one to Dem a walk wid gun in the hand and a run the town All in front, ah, station man, ah, shot man down Dem a walk wid gun in the hand and a run the town All in front, ah, station man, ah, shot man down 'Cause they've got Cold feet, cold ...
Lyrics for To Much Guns in Town by Anthony B. Ohh, ohh M-16, AK-47, pump rifle, desert eagle All home made one to Dem a walk wid gun in the hand and a run the town All in front, ah, station man, ah, shot man down Dem a walk wid gun in the hand and a run the town All in front, ah, station man, ah, shot man down 'Cause they've got Cold feet, cold ...
Anthony B - Cold Feet Lyrics
Some guys I knew from my school days Said they had a plan To get rich to quick They had to bound to me, Lawd. Repeat Chorus. Verse 4 He decided to drive a car He decided to carry a gun To take the biggest risk of all Prove his loyalty to his friends He decided to tell his wife things would soon turn around Said a little boy is dead A man stand ...
Some guys I knew from my school days Said they had a plan To get rich to quick They had to bound to me, Lawd. Repeat Chorus. Verse 4 He decided to drive a car He decided to carry a gun To take the biggest risk of all Prove his loyalty to his friends He decided to tell his wife things would soon turn around Said a little boy is dead A man stand ...
Berner - Car Full Of Killers Lyrics
broken glass from gun shots, a murder scene I got the call, he said it's an emergency, now I'm racin at the house, wheres my pistol at they killed the homie & nows it's time to get em back gods telln me no & I can't lie, id rather stay home but I gotta ride. When the beef pops off then we all ride, got a car full of killers & we all high
broken glass from gun shots, a murder scene I got the call, he said it's an emergency, now I'm racin at the house, wheres my pistol at they killed the homie & nows it's time to get em back gods telln me no & I can't lie, id rather stay home but I gotta ride. When the beef pops off then we all ride, got a car full of killers & we all high
21 Savage - monster Lyrics
I'll take the stand for my brother Put my hand on the Bible, I'm still gon' lie (On God) You can have all the fame in the world All the money in the world, won't stop no cry (Straight up) Pain and the hunger made a savage (Savage) Came from the bottom, disadvantaged ('Vantaged) Then I started livin' my dreams (My dreams)
I'll take the stand for my brother Put my hand on the Bible, I'm still gon' lie (On God) You can have all the fame in the world All the money in the world, won't stop no cry (Straight up) Pain and the hunger made a savage (Savage) Came from the bottom, disadvantaged ('Vantaged) Then I started livin' my dreams (My dreams)
Upchurch - White Trash Lyrics
Smoke rolling out the car like Kurt Cobain in the 80's But my eyes sitting low like my name's Layne Staley So let me crack my beer, let me smoke my joint Mind your own fucking business it's my life to enjoy I wanna be a rockstar, head banging up on my cymbals Starting shit and breaking bottles at half of my booked venues I'm white trash, I'm ...
Smoke rolling out the car like Kurt Cobain in the 80's But my eyes sitting low like my name's Layne Staley So let me crack my beer, let me smoke my joint Mind your own fucking business it's my life to enjoy I wanna be a rockstar, head banging up on my cymbals Starting shit and breaking bottles at half of my booked venues I'm white trash, I'm ...
SuicideboyS - All My Life I've Wanted A Chevy Lyrics ...
Lights low till them guns make a light show Oz. of the OG Fade away with the night breeze Black Glocks in the trunk Face a whole blunt now I don't give a fuck I'm in the 7th rolling Car might be stolen Bitch my carry's open Locin' jocsin' My blunt be swollen always smoking I be that slave with the gold chain Ridin' in the get away Throw another ...
Lights low till them guns make a light show Oz. of the OG Fade away with the night breeze Black Glocks in the trunk Face a whole blunt now I don't give a fuck I'm in the 7th rolling Car might be stolen Bitch my carry's open Locin' jocsin' My blunt be swollen always smoking I be that slave with the gold chain Ridin' in the get away Throw another ...
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Wet Sand Lyrics
My love affair with everywhere Was innocent why do you care Someone start the car time to go... You're the best I know. My sunny side has up and died I'm betting that when we collide The universe will shift into a low. The travesties that we have seen Are treating me like Benzedrine Automatic laughter from a pro. My what a good day for a walk ...
My love affair with everywhere Was innocent why do you care Someone start the car time to go... You're the best I know. My sunny side has up and died I'm betting that when we collide The universe will shift into a low. The travesties that we have seen Are treating me like Benzedrine Automatic laughter from a pro. My what a good day for a walk ...
Kendrick Lamar - M.A.A.d City Lyrics
Lyrics to 'm.A.A.d city' by Kendrick Lamar. If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street I hear
Lyrics to 'm.A.A.d city' by Kendrick Lamar. If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street I hear
TV On The Radio - Wolf Like Me Lyrics
Say say my playmate wont you lay hands on me mirror malady transfer my tragedy. Got a curse i cannot lift shines when the sunset shifts when the moon is round and full gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish. My mind's aflame. We could jet in a stolen car but i bet we wouldnt get too far before the transformation takes and bloodlust tanks and ...
Say say my playmate wont you lay hands on me mirror malady transfer my tragedy. Got a curse i cannot lift shines when the sunset shifts when the moon is round and full gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish. My mind's aflame. We could jet in a stolen car but i bet we wouldnt get too far before the transformation takes and bloodlust tanks and ...
Sir Mix-A-Lot - My Bad Side Lyrics
("My, my, my, my, my bad side") [Sir Mix-A-Lot] Gun in my nose, slap my girl in her face Took both my beepers and my ill skin case Snatched all my gold, sucker punk and he's gone He made a break for the car and now the chase is on Rollin up the Avenue high speed chase, yes Caddy was back but my Benz was in his face Left toward South Shore ...
("My, my, my, my, my bad side") [Sir Mix-A-Lot] Gun in my nose, slap my girl in her face Took both my beepers and my ill skin case Snatched all my gold, sucker punk and he's gone He made a break for the car and now the chase is on Rollin up the Avenue high speed chase, yes Caddy was back but my Benz was in his face Left toward South Shore ...
PRhyme - Respect My Gun Lyrics
Feral got my skin rose gold I was rocking moto 7 years ago You niggas slow, just dig the hole and don't be difficult I keep the .40 Colt for hopes to get me smoked [Royce Da 5'9":] You ain't gotta respect me But you better not disrespect my Motherfucking gun [DJ Premier:] Ride out [Royce Da 5'9":] You ain't gotta respect me But you better not ...
Feral got my skin rose gold I was rocking moto 7 years ago You niggas slow, just dig the hole and don't be difficult I keep the .40 Colt for hopes to get me smoked [Royce Da 5'9":] You ain't gotta respect me But you better not disrespect my Motherfucking gun [DJ Premier:] Ride out [Royce Da 5'9":] You ain't gotta respect me But you better not ...
Machine Gun Kelly - Life Lyrics
Y'all need to worry about your car notes, motherfuckers Aye, can I live? Maybe I could if everybody put one foot in my kicks And realize I own this shit Give me one good spliff, to the face Put the city on my back like capes Super OG in the papes, realEST motherfucker in the race Young Kells, put the name to the face..
Y'all need to worry about your car notes, motherfuckers Aye, can I live? Maybe I could if everybody put one foot in my kicks And realize I own this shit Give me one good spliff, to the face Put the city on my back like capes Super OG in the papes, realEST motherfucker in the race Young Kells, put the name to the face..
ScHoolboy Q - Hoover Street Lyrics
Eat so much pussy that my mustache pink Strapping, my pants seam, no need for a belt Gangsta lean help, hoodie on backwards with the eyes cut out My hate felt, my.45 elder, poetry's deep I never fail ya, Schoolboy bust flame Orange-yellow, higher than Margiela's Since a young nigga I admired the crack sellers, seen my uncle steal
Eat so much pussy that my mustache pink Strapping, my pants seam, no need for a belt Gangsta lean help, hoodie on backwards with the eyes cut out My hate felt, my.45 elder, poetry's deep I never fail ya, Schoolboy bust flame Orange-yellow, higher than Margiela's Since a young nigga I admired the crack sellers, seen my uncle steal
Black Sabbath - Trashed Lyrics
And yet my mind was blowing I drank a bottle of tequila and I felt real good I had the tape deck roaring But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn I went off exploring I knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it I was turning the tires burning The ground was in my sky I was laughing the bitch was trashed And death was in my eye
And yet my mind was blowing I drank a bottle of tequila and I felt real good I had the tape deck roaring But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn I went off exploring I knew I wouldn't make it the car just wouldn't make it I was turning the tires burning The ground was in my sky I was laughing the bitch was trashed And death was in my eye
Atmosphere - Besos Lyrics
Smart phone in case cops pull the gun up Artichoke, heart's soft, mock duck tough Garçon, bring a cup of that young drunk I ain't ya boy baby, you got me fucked up Wait, let me state it plainly, shut the fuck up Trust don't occupy space with dumb luck Hush, fuzz got the tour bus bugged up Shhh Dirty like the wheels on a dump truck
Smart phone in case cops pull the gun up Artichoke, heart's soft, mock duck tough Garçon, bring a cup of that young drunk I ain't ya boy baby, you got me fucked up Wait, let me state it plainly, shut the fuck up Trust don't occupy space with dumb luck Hush, fuzz got the tour bus bugged up Shhh Dirty like the wheels on a dump truck
Terror Jr - Holding Your Tongue Lyrics
Hand on my cunt, light switch Turn me on, turn me on What, bitch, you can feel on my gun First, I come Half past one, got a car full of nuns Put a Father in the trunk Mmm, yeah, I feel like that (that) Got me swinging with a broken bat Staring at someone that I'm supposed to love But it looks like the barrel of a gun, it feels like You're ...
Hand on my cunt, light switch Turn me on, turn me on What, bitch, you can feel on my gun First, I come Half past one, got a car full of nuns Put a Father in the trunk Mmm, yeah, I feel like that (that) Got me swinging with a broken bat Staring at someone that I'm supposed to love But it looks like the barrel of a gun, it feels like You're ...
Kevin Gates - Narco Trafficante Lyrics
And all my hoes are in the game like I don't have a bench And they gimme so much brain, them hoes don't make no sense And my white girl in the kitchen work her wrist like Rachel Ray I don't see no black and white, I see 50 shades of grey, yeah Cocaine and jail, bars story of my life I got 11 in the car, I hope amigo wrapped 'em right
And all my hoes are in the game like I don't have a bench And they gimme so much brain, them hoes don't make no sense And my white girl in the kitchen work her wrist like Rachel Ray I don't see no black and white, I see 50 shades of grey, yeah Cocaine and jail, bars story of my life I got 11 in the car, I hope amigo wrapped 'em right
Au/Ra - X Games Lyrics
The games begin when the gun clicks Where the fresh meet hopeless new romantics They crane their necks from the skybox But it's just us when we take the gloves off No, I don't, no, I don't wanna hurt you But I'm holdin' my breath and it's your move No, I don't, no, I don't wanna hurt you But I might just have to All these blue takes on my ...
The games begin when the gun clicks Where the fresh meet hopeless new romantics They crane their necks from the skybox But it's just us when we take the gloves off No, I don't, no, I don't wanna hurt you But I'm holdin' my breath and it's your move No, I don't, no, I don't wanna hurt you But I might just have to All these blue takes on my ...
Smosh - Driver's Ed Rap Lyrics
[Anthony:] I went to Compton Some muggers tried to jack me They pulled out a gun A-a-and tried to cap me You should always carry A weapon in your car Like a bat, A stapler, A towel, Or a metal bar [Ian:] A girl once sent me boobie shots I liked it a lots Till I hit a mailbox I drove off the road looking at a breast And that's how I failed my ...
[Anthony:] I went to Compton Some muggers tried to jack me They pulled out a gun A-a-and tried to cap me You should always carry A weapon in your car Like a bat, A stapler, A towel, Or a metal bar [Ian:] A girl once sent me boobie shots I liked it a lots Till I hit a mailbox I drove off the road looking at a breast And that's how I failed my ...
Anthony David - Backstreet Lyrics
Lyrics to 'Backstreet' by Anthony David. The air is still, the heat is rising Summer time's on the horizon Little girl with a baby crying 'Cause she's got no food to eat
Lyrics to 'Backstreet' by Anthony David. The air is still, the heat is rising Summer time's on the horizon Little girl with a baby crying 'Cause she's got no food to eat
The Game - Celebration Lyrics
Love when I'm Mellow, get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel. I'm ooooon, like soon as the ice cream truck at the ghetto. Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as I ask shawty her number, fashooooooo Yeah I get it, then I bone, then I hit it like bone bone. Now you fucking up my zone, my zone, my zone Said she wait when daddy come home
Love when I'm Mellow, get on my level 101 Karats in my bezel. I'm ooooon, like soon as the ice cream truck at the ghetto. Little knucklehead always in trouble soon as I ask shawty her number, fashooooooo Yeah I get it, then I bone, then I hit it like bone bone. Now you fucking up my zone, my zone, my zone Said she wait when daddy come home
M83 - Farewell / Goodbye Lyrics
Lyrics to 'Farewell / Goodbye' by M83. Kiss on the mouth Bliss of a touch Hand in a hand Killing the fiend I'll write my love on more than a
Lyrics to 'Farewell / Goodbye' by M83. Kiss on the mouth Bliss of a touch Hand in a hand Killing the fiend I'll write my love on more than a
Upchurch - E.D.K.H. Lyrics
Fuck 'em all, got a goose in my glovebox I'm wearin' Ariat's and I don't even wear socks I tell them boys in the fancy ol' truck, hook 'em up Square body when I fuckin' square up (Woo) Boot scootin' buggy in my knee cap jeans You got a gun but you're scared of me I be on a beat and I don't even grow no tomatoes
Fuck 'em all, got a goose in my glovebox I'm wearin' Ariat's and I don't even wear socks I tell them boys in the fancy ol' truck, hook 'em up Square body when I fuckin' square up (Woo) Boot scootin' buggy in my knee cap jeans You got a gun but you're scared of me I be on a beat and I don't even grow no tomatoes
Smosh - 12 Days Of Christmas Destruction Lyrics
[Anthony:] On the first day of the end of Christmas The first thing that I crossed off my list Was killing a T-Rex who was super pissed [Ian:] On the second day of the end of Christmas The next thing we freakin did Was burn down the very first cranberry field [Anthony:] On the third day of the end of Christmas We got some rabid rats
[Anthony:] On the first day of the end of Christmas The first thing that I crossed off my list Was killing a T-Rex who was super pissed [Ian:] On the second day of the end of Christmas The next thing we freakin did Was burn down the very first cranberry field [Anthony:] On the third day of the end of Christmas We got some rabid rats
Atmosphere - Scalp Lyrics
I got behind the wheel of my vehicle Streetlights shining on my face, you can see it glow The rearview reflection got clearer I starting talking to the image in the mirror I said, you should go back in and decline Sonny will understand, everything will be fine Sean calm down, get a grip, you're tripping I took a deep breath and put the key in ...
I got behind the wheel of my vehicle Streetlights shining on my face, you can see it glow The rearview reflection got clearer I starting talking to the image in the mirror I said, you should go back in and decline Sonny will understand, everything will be fine Sean calm down, get a grip, you're tripping I took a deep breath and put the key in ...
Ab-Soul - Trouble Lyrics
I'm gonna get in my car, I'm gonna drive real fast But wherever I go Seems like trouble will find me And I don't want trouble to find me. I'm gonna get in my car, I'm gonna drive real fast But wherever I go Seems like trouble will find me And I don't want trouble to find me. No more, no more, no more I don't want trouble to find me no more
I'm gonna get in my car, I'm gonna drive real fast But wherever I go Seems like trouble will find me And I don't want trouble to find me. I'm gonna get in my car, I'm gonna drive real fast But wherever I go Seems like trouble will find me And I don't want trouble to find me. No more, no more, no more I don't want trouble to find me no more
Sir Mix-A-Lot - One Time's Got No Case Lyrics
I'm whippin' out my I.D. My gat sits under my seat The cops throw me out in the street They found my gun like thieves Officer Friendly has got a new beat So I show him my gun permit I told him I roll legit Give me a test to see if I'm drinkin' They claim my breath was stinkin' They had me walk on the line I walked backwards stopped on a dime
I'm whippin' out my I.D. My gat sits under my seat The cops throw me out in the street They found my gun like thieves Officer Friendly has got a new beat So I show him my gun permit I told him I roll legit Give me a test to see if I'm drinkin' They claim my breath was stinkin' They had me walk on the line I walked backwards stopped on a dime
Project Pat - Fuckin' With The Best Lyrics
North Memphis pistols totin totin Baby bottles full of cert With that ice we keep it frozen Fills of nigga on my hip Baby I might take a sip When I'm in the studio Envy he might take a slip Ounce of green we break it down Kings of Memphis on the town So you niggas take that ink Trying to stretch it with that frown (Crunchy Blac)
North Memphis pistols totin totin Baby bottles full of cert With that ice we keep it frozen Fills of nigga on my hip Baby I might take a sip When I'm in the studio Envy he might take a slip Ounce of green we break it down Kings of Memphis on the town So you niggas take that ink Trying to stretch it with that frown (Crunchy Blac)
DJ Khaled - Billy Ocean Lyrics
One, my hundred niggas Billy with gun on niggas [Fat Joe:] From the mud to the marble floors, minks galore Hustlin' on the corners, now we own the stores Fuck a million dollars, boy, I need a billi' for sure Ch-ch-ch-cheer tuckin' Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean More Billy's, more problems We got too many ways to solve 'em
One, my hundred niggas Billy with gun on niggas [Fat Joe:] From the mud to the marble floors, minks galore Hustlin' on the corners, now we own the stores Fuck a million dollars, boy, I need a billi' for sure Ch-ch-ch-cheer tuckin' Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean More Billy's, more problems We got too many ways to solve 'em
Sir Mix-A-Lot - No Holds Barred Lyrics
Now most punks wanna run for the stun gun Fuck a stun gun, I got the big one Forty-four mag, automatic, CHROME Mercury-tipped bullets, melt the dome It's the 1990's, and crack is talkin to the criminals, ever so subliminal Some crackhead wants Mix-A-Lot dead A jack move instead, another fool bled I can't cry cause my tears are nearly froze My ...
Now most punks wanna run for the stun gun Fuck a stun gun, I got the big one Forty-four mag, automatic, CHROME Mercury-tipped bullets, melt the dome It's the 1990's, and crack is talkin to the criminals, ever so subliminal Some crackhead wants Mix-A-Lot dead A jack move instead, another fool bled I can't cry cause my tears are nearly froze My ...
The Lox - Dope Money Lyrics
From loaded guns to empty ones, over dope money (Let's go) We got the car house and the smoke, with the dope money (C'mon) All my niggas that died, over dope money (Let's go) Bust your nine niggas, side by side niggas (C'mon) If we get the RICO law, we go run and hide niggas (Let's go) Death is the only thing that might divide niggas (C'mon)
From loaded guns to empty ones, over dope money (Let's go) We got the car house and the smoke, with the dope money (C'mon) All my niggas that died, over dope money (Let's go) Bust your nine niggas, side by side niggas (C'mon) If we get the RICO law, we go run and hide niggas (Let's go) Death is the only thing that might divide niggas (C'mon)
Fat Joe - All The Way Up (Westside Remix) Lyrics ...
Back on my bullshit nigga I'm a Golden State Warrior, fuck that Bulls shit nigga Steph Curry with the pot, Draymond with the Glock Turn your body into clay, I see your truck and shoot it all the way up Catch me on the west like Ye Or on the east like Dave, hear my beats by Dre If a bitch in my DM's, I know what's up
Back on my bullshit nigga I'm a Golden State Warrior, fuck that Bulls shit nigga Steph Curry with the pot, Draymond with the Glock Turn your body into clay, I see your truck and shoot it all the way up Catch me on the west like Ye Or on the east like Dave, hear my beats by Dre If a bitch in my DM's, I know what's up
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