Lyrics:
Hop in the back of the cab yuh
Writing the lyrics no ghost yuh
Cook up the beat with the racks yuh
Ask for a feature thats whack yuh
Hop in the back
Yeah, this Andy Kapps
And this is the crew cab
Hey, we all deserve to be happy
I was so selfish but I learned
It ain't always about me
I guess I just
That night Cutie called a cab
-Baby don't do it
She left her East Side drum so drab
-Baby don't do it
She went out on the town
Knowing it would
Just like everyday, all day.
Far away from here
Far away from here
Far away from here
Just jump in a taxi cab, pack our bag and get away fast.
Far
the cab
Coldly observing, callously reserving
A drivers time
Automated autonomy
Playing on his mind
The spy in the cab
The spy in the cab
hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama you ain't hopped off your ass, ayy
I'm a real bitch I can't fake shit
You a fucking pussy you don't shake
on callin' your name
Well I didn't hear the answer babe
An' I don't seem to see a dog-gone thing
I'll flag me a cab and I'll
Ride around all over
the cab
Coldly observing, callously reserving
A drivers time
Automated autonomy
Playing on his mind
The spy in the cab
The spy in the cab
Happen to be just like moments, passin
In front of me so I hopped in, the cab and
I paid my fare see I know my destination
But I'm just not there
All
dont box Hug your tool tight
We a Different Breed in the moon light
Riding threw my hood i feel like money mitch
From the club to the block i cab get
She wanna go (Go)
Never go slow (Slow)
Keep the cab snow (Uh)
Rollin' with the ghost, yeah yeah
Rollin with the ghost
Rollin with the most
Rollin
(Attention, you are going to listen to NHJr)
I just take cab number six
Gaze is fixed on the street
Paralyzed, I can't move
Innocent, but who can
Aya ya Aya ya
I might go get me a rugga
Might blow it up in a taxi cab
Look at your friends they are choosers
Might rob them get a money bag
Count it
sabor d nhas rima
Li tem xtoria pa conta
Tradição ka ta falta
Diversão eh sem conta
Bem konxe nha Cab Verd
Bem konxe nha Cab Verd
Bem konxe nha Cab Verd
love to burn the gas
Shorty said she got no weed
Tell that bitch to take a cab
We up in dispensaries
We gon' tell em to run the tab
5-500 degrees when
loose get in a groove
Every single night a sweet surprise oh yeah
Like three pennies in a wishing well
You can kiss but never tell
I'll be your cab
Aye where we at with it? Aye (Dope in it)
Follow that cab it got dope in it
(Dope in it)
Mr million Dollar Stack (Dope in it)
Follow that cab it got
I'm the youngest in the trap, fuck around and make a stack
Nigga talkin' out his neck, we finna hit him in his cab
I'm the youngest in the trap, fuck
Happen to be just like moments, passin'
In front of me so I hopped in, the cab and
I paid my fare see I know my destination
But I'm just not there
Hidden in the dashboard
The unseen mechanized eye
Under surveillance
The road is full of cats eyes
It's sick function to pry
The spy in the cab
Just like everyday, all day.
Far away from here
Far away from here
Far away from here
Just jump in a taxi cab, pack our bag and get away fast.
Far
of my face
You see it's men like you that make us ladies say
Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags)
Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags)
I'm on the way home
I'm in a black cab
I'm coming to the house, put something on bad
Roll me a spliff
I need a few drags
You don't have
Been hitting these streets, just cabs, cabs, cabs
I'm talking about chips and treats
Getting no sleep, just bags, bags, bags
'Cause none of this shit
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