Lyrics:
and apricots slept in tents on army cots
Prayed for things to get better day by day
Yes, we were California Okies back in 1942
Heading west on Route 66
To make
chicks don't wanna fuck with me
Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of Jigga
gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
"You know him well" "by the name of Jigga"
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"You can love me
World
I don't know for sure, but I think the nigga live with is girl
(Spliff Star)
There the nigga goes, let's hit him with the 4-5 chrome
(Baby Sham)
Portland to Gainesville
From the great plains to Niagara
Route 66 straight to California
Electric lights carry the night
We move in 4/4 time
Our
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
Drivin´ down a dry summer´s day
Old Route 66 and I was just a kid
Met a pretty little Indian girl
Along the way
Get her into my car
And tried
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
near the big old highway
Sleepy headed painter said the girl wasn't real better get the (kwee) on my way
On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago
You
66 from the billboard to Chicago
You'll find tiny pieces of my heart scattered every which way
Shattered by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
to l.a.
from portland to gainesville
from the great plains to niagara
route 66 straight to california
electric lights carry the night
we move in
mad cause I’m banging through their girl speakers
10 speed go fast, cheetah
Fuck her once then I gotta leave her
I can’t stand like none of you bitches
City, she's so pretty
The girl of your dreams
Live in sanction, sandy girls
Hot on Route 66 to Zap City
Another day in paradise
Metropolis moves
Whenever I'm asked life is blessed
Ain't about that drill life
The wicked have no rest
No wap, no nine
The only weapon I have is a 66
Book of Life,
got all the answers
But I ain't go searching for em
Guess I did it by the books
With no proof of purchase for em
You not real it's a shame
And you not
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
near the big old highway
Sleepy headed painter said the girl wasn't real better get the (kwee) on my way
On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago
You
never gonna come back
Come on little baby won't you be my girl
Won't you come and live in my rockabilly world
Jump into my arms and I'll give you a twirl
way
On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago
You'll find tiny pieces of my heart scattered every which a-way
Shattered by the girl wearing nothing
on the table
Why we can't evolve and be able
To get by live long and prosper
Or dreams turn us into monsters
Or they brought me closer to God
Sometimes you got
on a distant shore
In this collision of worlds
Oh, you can't sit this out no more
Abbey Road, Route 66
CIA to the MI-6
Right lane, left lane
Metric, imperial,
six six is the number of the beast driving route 66 to an important dinner feast everyone around the table started to laugh when asked if 666 was
way
On Route 66 from the billboard to Chicago
You'll find tiny pieces of my heart scattered every which a-way
Shattered by the girl wearing nothing
There is no greater feeling than finding your dream girl[00:03.98]I found my dream girl[00:05.82]Damn! And we are married now[00:09.82]Its pretty
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