Lyrics:
on my drop top
Peaces signs on a hood ornament
Drug war is hot, roll of paper full of pot
Pocket full of fun coupons, that's what I got
Jordan
It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition
And the mornin' sun is yet to climb my hood ornament
But before too long I might see those flashing
It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition
And the mornin' sun is yet to climb my hood ornament
But before too long I might see those flashing
Pringle, my chips bingo
My green mingle, your green mean slow
It's the young born again, good hood ornament
With a little chicken like a Cornish hen,
and a black
I'm hood ornaments
Junkies win awards in my tournaments
My shit is listed like informants pics
You know we order hits
Planes flying, niggas is
(Kim Carnes/Dave Ellingson)
Line up your hood ornament with the highway honey
Turn on your radio they'll be playing our song
Congratulations are
made 20 bands for a short course
Run through the hood got the angels on my hood ornament
And my wrist cost more than your car (ouhh yeahh!)
Of a tesla
hood ornaments, then I floor it
You sorta lit
I'm the coda that takes you back to the chorus kid
Never forget because I'm never missed
Godzilla
to the diamond chain
The diamond ring, the big belt buckle and the gator shoes
And that chromed-out lady restin her ass on the hood ornament
Leading her way, into
a drag
No, face to face, so you don’t know me
If your car gotta hood ornament that’s a flex
But what about the size of the guys who sign the checks
That’s
reaching for the stars
Then you became a hood ornament on the front of many cars
Hey! Get your maidenhead out of my mausoleum
You're breaking your hymen
Here he come across the lawn Uh
Blacked out beast mode gone
She hit the pedal and start to gun
Then he jumps on it
Hood ornament
Pounds on the glass
It's too dark to put the keys in my ignition
And the morning sun is yet
To climb my hood ornament
But before too long I might
See those flashing
Anaesthetising charm, meticulous fascination
Behind my forehead a tornado of stars
Circling like chrome hood
ornaments on luxury cars
The zealots will purge the scene
You better straighten up
I keep an ear to the ground
Corporate hood ornament
A high society hound
Front page looks good on you
insane, I hold them to blame.
Hood ornament in my trusty sight.
The time has come to put things right.
I am here to make things clean.
Man, oh man, what
hand and bruised knee
Now watch the world turn inside out
As I hand you the keys
Hot Rod Stigmata
Hot Rod Stigmata
The engine's golden roaring
Hood
to the West
Dark horizon, black and blue
Hood ornaments
Am I losing you?
I'm a fool for you
We're on our way
On our way to gold
Sacks
So hood like the Cadillac ornament
On from the Babylon
Call an ambulance
To come and pick that ass up 'cause a nigga never had a chance
They
to bumper in
Rush hour traffic
Ain't got no hood ornament
I got an asshole magnet
And it attracts every half ass and dead beat
Who wanna pump they breaks like
Northeast in the hood like ornament
I end up teaching you a thing or two
I'm trying fly to Australia see Kangaroo Jack
They ain't download your mixtape keep
brick
No he sold a quarter inch
I ain't eat no porridges
I ride the hood with ornaments
Hit the weed and go again
Never die immortal men
Don't do lease I
loitering, Shit in a morbid
Rigamortis pen, these hordes of gems
Endorphins in, Good Lord I'm in, The Hood Morpheus
Embroidering, New ornaments, in
than that
If you're such a saint, don't leave me
I have been an ornament for hoods
And I've been the driver of a car
But now, I've left the driving up
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