Lyrics:
girls homie
Fuck the girls with the curls, imma tilt a whirl
Pick your chick up imma getter sick imma make hurl
New whip no bitch new drip no hitch
I be
Thumb stuck out as I go
I'm just travelin' up the road
Maps don't do much for me, friend
I follow the weather and the wind
I'm hitch hikin' all
we rolling
Bottles of the Luc in the morning
We rolling we rolling
Ha, on go you can't hitch a ride
The drip got yo bitch on the slip n slide
Shorty
You can hitch a ride on a rolling stone tonight
The path to self-destruction is cheap and wide
You can hitch a ride on a rolling stone tonight
Heatwave shit has got me itching
My skin peeling
Pops gone be rolling in his grave
When L.A. gone hit my hotline
Imma get the fuck out here
Ice covering all
the darts
Always on a hitch
I'm about to teach
Hanging by the beach
Leaving with no stitch
You know who is here
With the dancing sphere
I am sincere
Tell it
Oh Daniel saw the stone that was hewed out the mountain
Daniel saw the stone that came rolling through Babylon
Daniel saw the stone that was hewed
to go.
Church bus, church bus
Hitch that trailer to the tow.
We sure ain't Holy Rollers,
We're just rolling down this road
We ain't trying to get
me to roam
Well, I'm nobody's slave, I'm nobody's master
Time is mine, morning, night and afternoon
And you hitch-hiking woman, when you see me
me to roam
Well, I'm nobody's slave, I'm nobody's master
Time is mine, morning, night and afternoon
And you hitch-hiking woman, when you see me
Intro
It's Mill
Reaubeau, what's up (Yeah, ey)
Verse 1
In a whip with a check Don't stress don't attack Rolling up on that dank MILL hang on my neck
She hop on ya man like trailer hitch
Then pass her to my mans I'll tell you when to switch
Thought you knew how to dance
Wait till grandma tell you go
Dede is my
Shut up
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ha okay
Uh wait
Dirty ks
Yeah
Fmjs
Yeah
Xd blaze
Yeah twenty eights
Hits off like this
Rolling two more
Yeah, we rolling like Rambo, covered in cammo
My truck's being born again
Can I get a amen?
It was well worth every single dollar
'Cause it makes
Everybody's jumping on the circus train.
Some jump high, some jump off again.
And the razzmatazz is rolling, women folk unveiled.
All truths
probably never will
It'll kick you like a mule, put a hitch in your hobble
A whole lotta trouble in a 20 dollar bottle
It'll get you swayin left, get you
Back then we was rolling
Shit start going side ways when these pussy n***** took up trolling
Doing 150 on the highway you gone fuck around think that
skin such a handsome guy
With the breeze at his back and the sun in his eyes
Rolling down a highway that goes kissing the sky
Headlights burn through
hitch a ride
Can I hitch a ride
Cause there's nothing left for me
On this winding street, oh oh oh
Too many things
Weighing down my soul, oh oh oh
So let
We don't mind whichever way the weather turns
We just wave it on by
We don't mind whichever way the wind blows
For one day we may hitch a ride
On the road, the road to Oblivion
I'm really on my way!
I'm on the road, the road to Oblivion
Rolling like a Suicide Lincoln, a Suicide Lincoln!
The hitch
Need to pop a clip for
Huh, I’m doing this for hip hop
Im coming after you, him and his spot
Still tied to the streets like a hitch knot
Ain't nothing
six-five
Smash you with the switches
The hitch is, you're getting too big for your britches
Why you running like bitches
With your tail up, I'm
And one day to lay her down
I got a little hitch in my get-along now
You can't tell me nothin'
[Chorus]
Talk is cheap and free advice
Is worth
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