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J'ai hop out du brand New car
J'ai hop out du benz
Il croit j'suis un skinny nigga mais mes opps je les fait dance
Il me parle, il me parle mais

avec ce complexe c'est un enfer
Toujours me cacher
Car je n'assume pas
Ce que la vie ma donné

Difficile de garder le sourire
Quand tu te fais marché

ses remords
Et la faut qu'j'taille
J'dois voir nouveau décor
Le béton noircit mon coeur
J'pense plus à tout c'que j'fait comme effort
Car plus j'donne

that she gon' answer when I call, yeah
Take a trip,
We ain't heading to Niagara Falls
I'm in Berlin, I'm standin' on the wall
The car came with a GPS

Un peut de toi
Un peut de moi
Car le soir sous la couette seul on y gèle
Ta peur de quoi
J'ai peur du froid
A deux on serais bien au chaud pour

britches
I got rich, sell a heiron in some heron britches

I got a white bitch named Bridget
My niggas spend you like a fidget
The car jerk, it make you

standin' right there
With his motherfuckin' dick in his hand
She don't even give a fuck if you don't got a car

She know that you is a star
Got that status,

hard
Lowlife savages, we shootin' at some cop cars

Yeah, I gave her everything (I did)
Fuckin' that bitch for a wedding ring (I did)
Well, maybe not

These niggas thought it was just me up in this fuckin' car
She rubbin' on my leg, thought a nigga dick hard
Clip got niggas choosin', like a party

Car on est tous pareil, tous face à l'au-delà
J'écoute le temps qui court, les secondes accélèrent
J'me revois dans la cour, soupirer car c'est l'heure

Play with me
Me, myself, and I in my room
I'm moving on fast in a car, I go zoom
I got any problems and I know that I'm confused

I might break your

J'le fais pour moi pour m'débloquer
Stuck dans cette vie folle j'écris les choses que j'arrive pas à dire
Je mets quand même la forme à la fin car

The thought that I was really only with you for the luxury
What the heck

Or what the fuck
I ran outta my luck
So I ran, got in my car
And I'm ducking cause you

exprimer ces mots, car maintenant jl'ai dans la peau, perdu mes repères
Ho la la il fait chaud ho-he, il m'a regardé
J’ai pas l’choix j’dois faire le saut,

Psychonaut Therapy
LaPret
No30

Where the fuck is my 
Car, keys, my cell phone
And my wallet at
Yo where’s my dime piece
My day ones
Profound Intent

though cause imma still compete
Racers on your marks
Get Set
Let's go
Neon Stripes with all the
Luminescent Lights
The Neon Race For Love
So many cars

cheap and blow this cushion
It's just me and Hoss spitting hot bars
Beat wheels on hot cars
Real nigga, we're not stars

I hotbox cars, no hotbox cars

real, It’s so real, il faut y croire
It’s so real, It’s so real, It’s so real, car t’as l’pouvoir
It’s so real, It’s so real, It’s so real
Mon frère

doorbell to ring
I wish with all my heart
I could fall back into your arms

Every car that drives by
Makes my heart beat faster, than time
Hoping you are in

through, so let me spell it out

A-B-C-D-E, F-U
And your mom and your sister and your job
And your broke-ass car and that shit you call art
Fuck you and your

She's on my body while I'm off a molly
My bitch is real bad yeah all curves on her body
She loves expensive cars, she loves them rarris
I'm feeling

car
And the time I lost reverse
Think about you and where ya been
Out in California

Well I'm learning lessons
Everyday I see your face inside a prism

so long
But I will be there
I sing this song
To pass the time away
Driving in my car
Driving home for Christmas
It's gonna take some time
But I'll get

I FOUND HOME
Sitting in the car with the window down
Playing my guitar as we drive around
from gig to gig
Me and my best friend
Travelling around