Lyrics:
east of Mars
Air soul kicks and crushed velvet hats
Hanging off the ave with the beautifulest naps
Ride in the crest with the blessed, give a yes
goin' till we're gone
No rest for a reckless heart
Keep moving or you'll fall apart
Kick it up, kick it up, kick it up
No we don't let the dust settle
a crack rock, steal a laptop
Jack for a key and sell that bitch for half off
Rollin' with my comrades
Buddy and we all blast, everybody bought Lac's
pretty
Lacs with 4 doors
For my city, there's no hoes
Big ups to Road Dogg
That nigga keep quarters & O's
Yup, I'm sure I can make shit happen
Kick in
the kick box bitch
Jay'Ton, pull up in a Lac cocked up
22 inch chrome, bags popped up
Diamonds in our mouth, cash stocked up
Ice game six, so the game
tha vestaview /LFLNR to go wit dis gallery dept. joint surf Vietnam so ill must be a dust joint chill I'm bout to kick tha George Jefferson on dis big
at this
Tales from the hood, smell the wood in my 'Lac, it's
A trip, back to kick dust, nigga what?
Cussed my teacher out, got expelled, bailed
Tike I'ma knock out pro
Leave a niggas fronts on the god damn floor
Ramming niggas like a rhino, rhinoceros
Kick more ass than Jacki Chan and Chuck
of brothers I
Buried it's goin' down
Even now I wonder will I still be around
My hometown is the gutter I was born a wild
I came up out this dust
With my
rings on my pinky toes (toes)
Candy paint on my Cadillac (lac)
Who the fuck want to battle rap (rap)
Believe me you don't have a chance (chance)
I come
an ex (yeah)
Get me black, four-door 'Lac
Windows crack and I'm out (out)
Comin' down kickin' up dust on a dirt road
Red clay keep scuffin' up my
We bust and cuss and kick up dust
Don't none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us
So what's the time? It's time to get real
Why you bust your
Burnquist
Richie Ledreagle brought the purple so i guess we gone burn this
Im hit switching, kick flipping, whip switching
Pitch hitting, knit stitching,
ain't pretty
Lacs with 4 doors
For my city, there's no hoes
Big ups to Road Dogg
That nigga keep quarters & O's
Yup, I'm sure I can make shit happen
Kick
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
soldiers, fall out, gangstas, mob up
All the homeys on the block
Anny up on the fin and let's go get us a sack
Serve too, we got a custom 'Lac, hustlin'
the Olympics
But the flame with us
I got that tussin', that scummy
And that angel dust
So pick your high, I will
Supply and correct changes, what's up
We bring
you
Kick push coast
Kick push
Sippin on gin and juice
...
Written by: Keon Washington
still
Live here and I got a little money
See The Lacs Live get tickets as low as $44
With dust on, rust on, mud on everything
Boots, beer, John Deere
selector
Bounce it, bounce it, smoke by the ounces
Tan leather couches, niggas that own houses (Yeah)
Testing, testing, treat you like a nigga locked down
your BM she roll the weed, uh
Low life, real life, uh
Park the whip that park cuz, uh
'Lac truck, backed up, uh
Kick the dust and laugh at it
Go
Live It Up
by Justin Mise
written by Justin Mise & Heather Holley
It's my life, gonna live it, live it
It's my life, gonna live it up
It's my life,
I'm high as a kite
I kick game shoot the shit kick classics and then I write
It's all love cuz thugs a thug
Blowing dubs pack the tech it's all love
opened it slow
Half-breed Chinese, sittin' a Lac
And about a hash green, plus
The audacity of the star
Strippin' and maneuver her ass like next to me
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