, car, car, car, car, car Let's get behind the wheel, we'll go driving To the mountains, to the rooftops We can take it nice and slow, I'll be driving
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Fordítás: Szemét. Vezetői lecke.
Car, car, car Car, car, car Let's get behind the wheel We'll go driving To the mountains To the rooftops We can take it nice and slow I'll be driving
After that, it was straight to the 40 ouncers Slappin' teachers, and jackin' off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson
garter Energized like phones that just came off the charger I introduced myself to gain yardage 'Cuz anything less then smooth, would of been straight up garbage
? And who would clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire engines? Who'd fix
the slick walking talking rhyming dictionary Give me a mob Let me champ one Steadily handsome Black and like temper tantrums Spitting like automatic handguns Can't run Your style is more garbage
garter Energized like phones that just came off the CHARGER I introduced myself to gain yardage 'cause anything less then smooth, would of been straight up garbage
, to keep it is the hard shit U need some lessons to move on up like the jefferson's Some aim teks to get respect, where rolex' Drive a phat lex around
running after you? And who would clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive the fire
care what you say nigga, you're a nigga lover The relative radiance of the rhyme makes it shine Increase the star wattage with longer cycle time How's my driving
just as fast I crash computers wit my viruses, fry your disk drive Wit wise words, suckas get on my nerves I'ma make you go "Hmmm", wet you like H2O My flow refreshes, need lessons
K's So my block made heavy money My weed fluffy, and got read hair like Peggy Bundy I got 20's, come cop from the house Cause the green, you got garbage
the microwave After that, It was straight to the 40 ouncers Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson
