Lyrics:
over Amadie's vocal cords
Good old boys in a good ol' Model T Ford
Amadie took a walk by the railroad track
To the other side and he won't be coming back
Let's get a yacht
We'll get a golden island
In the sun made of coconut
Let's buy an old car
We'll crash in a hut
We'll feed the food to the Ford
Ford cars go by
Now on Saturday night the white folks danced and ol' Coot he'd pick and sing
He had an old RC bottle neck that he'd slide up and down
Nie chcę Skody ani Opla
Ford Fiat a po co
Ja na motor sobie hopla
I szosą mknę
Czy Warszawą czy Pobiedą
Nie dogonią mnie
Starczy gdy chcę choć raz
and I never get bored
Boy you lookin' like 12 'cause you whippin' a Ford
Amiri Jeans, I got bands in my pocket (yeah)
I cannot fit the stack in
Ja, ich schwöre jeder Song ein Bop
Fadeaway 3 Point, shoot' mein Shot
Sie steht auf meinen Duft, Tom Ford
Skeleton auf meinem Ziffernblatt, yeah,
dust storm filled the sky
And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine
And I poured it full of this gas-i-line
And I started, rockin' and a-rollin'
Over
As jy wil dans vra ek jou mooi pappa sê klim in die Ford toe
Want ek vat jou dorp toe
Hierdie ding wil dorp toe
En as jy hou van wat jy sien vat ek jou
på skilt og bruke kart
For jeg ligger forrest i køen
Forran Volvo Ford Cadillac og Honda Peugeot og Citroen
Himmelen er blå choken er på og jeg ligger
She breaking her back
She coming up fast
Whatever it takes
She gonna advance
Icon status, top floor
Presidential, Tom Ford
Says she's gonna own it
Best
and raised, one day we gon’ hit that Ford Escape
Going platinum, not in the States, don’t play
Started from the bottom bientôt j’suis dans le middle avec
when I'm touring
I don't Ford Explore it, push the Lamborghini Urus, I can assure I floored it
Nigga your bitch think I'm gorgeous
My Tom Fords is
strain
Why a nigga up, nigga strange
I done made plenty mistakes
Got bales in the Ford Escape
Took them bags state to state
I just bought a new estate
Climb every mountain
Search high and low
Follow every byway
Every path you know
Climb every mountain
Ford every stream
Follow every rainbow
Till you
downhill like a snowball headed for hell
With no kinda chance for the flag or the liberty bell?
Wish a Ford and a Chevy
Would still last ten years like
business off-shore
Tør ikk' tænk' på, at Skatte-far scorer, in it for the money
Hvor'n sku' jeg kende hende? Oh Lord
Hun har hilst på min ven i Tom Ford
(Do the dash, Eway)
Racks tucked, Tom Ford, cut her off
Lawnmower flawless diamonds
I might go to Johnny just to shine more
Water dripping, call it
knock-knock, baby, knock on your door?
Help you hop up right in my Ford?
Can't afford to miss one minute with you
Oh baby, how could I not
Wanna show you
Climb every mountain,
Search high and low
Follow every byway
Every path you know
Climb every mountain
Ford every stream
Follow every rainbow
the devil drive my Ford
Read Jesus save on a bathroom door
Just before I passed out
How come you didn't strick me dead
Sent me and angel insted
She sing in
there ain't much time
Someone's wrecking this heart of mine
She kicked my dog and slammed the door
Stole my heart and my brand new Ford
No, she
faith in the Lord
We got Chevrolet's and Ford's
We got folks working hard to see us through
All the people of the earth
Gonna get their money's worth
Beneath a cattle herd
Mr. Henry Ford's building me a Thunderbird
My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird
Put your head on my shoulder
Don't say a word
We'll
And forget how we made love in a ?57 Ford
Lips to find you, lips to find you
Baby, I've got
Lips to find you
And there's nowhere you can run, baby
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