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Get in, we're going for a ride
Pluck in your seatbelt
Let's go!
There is no place I'd rather be
Than here with you
And our favourite
Roadsong

They lookin at me now n turn me up it figures
And if you hatin' on me now I'm screamin' fuck yall niggas
You keep debatin' on me, how I should pluck

the sounds you make when I'm playin' your heart strings
I pluck like this, I pluck like that
We funk like this, we funk like that
We both look back like, where

cut-off
Don't pluck me
I like to take it slow
Don't rush me
Think I just came
Don't touch me

You could cut the tension
With a blade
Or you can fuck me

(Money)
Pluck me a feather or two, 'cause I'm crippin'
Would you cry, if I died or was missin'
Kiyp and TheKidd, they up a division (Let's Go)
Damn girl you

Big Blue (Give me)
We don't give a fuck bout your feelings
Who you kin to (Aye)
Drink them balls
She suck them, she pluck them
Just like some damn fruit

no to the back of the bus, I say no 


If white guilt has you feeling blue come on let’s pluck this new Jim Crow. 
Stuck thinking there’s nothing I can

Ada da daba da da
Alright
Oh yeah
Hey, darling we've known each other for so long
And I need to tell ya something, something that I feel
You pluck my

death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck

pluck these chicks and pigeons
You heard
I said after all I'm just a duck trying to pluck these chicks and pigeons
Smell me
One step to the rhythm we all

Put it in a nap sack, pack rat, slap it up
That's some gas gas, cash that, yeah that's enough
Pluck it, plug it, chugged a little much but fuck it

uncle a lil bucket
Let's make some music my stings imma pluck it
Hang with yo gma on fuck shit
Now they won't let me leave here with nothing

I put you

pluck and your brain can’t handle it
Speaking to a feeling on your knees in a gravel pit
Begging to a robber may I please just have a bit

It’s attack

a paintbrush yeah

Pluck wires from the grid
Reattach them where I want to
Find a glitch in the map for you to fall through
Bend circuits round the face

Ooh oh whoa oh
Ooh ah oh oh ohh

Virtues and vices growing here in this terrarium, I
Got herbs growing in this grove inside my cranium, I
Might pluck

Light a blunt up you know Ima pluck my Bic
I can promise that you bout a love my shit
Yeah I ain't talkin' bout doo doo I'm talking bout music
She want me

Fallen angels pluck our strings  

I'll forget my name 
Become shapeless
Forgetting which step 
Brought me to this door 

Your movement was
A predetermined

a drug
I still believe that this shit is up under me
I needed the money like junkies need drugs "I need it"
Run up on Sorealist then you gon' get pluck
I

silence keep your pole
Lost to the system up the road 8 of hard chopped up on that stove
Pluck the ashes from the cool
Smoke on one to light em up
Pour

the fuck off of this juice
Tryna go pluck your jewel
Bitcrush you fools

Offa the glue
Offa this boof
Outta this crew while sippin'
I'm pimpin' they boos
Get

and gloom, that's what's around
Music may become your top painkiller

When sadness comes
I take the guitar
I may shout and scream
When I pluck a string
You

Pluck your bullets from the air boys and calm your thunder
I have open-ended plans that require Safe & Sound
To be the catch phrase for my

letting life pluck me slowly, as I stay stuck
Should I try to fly away and possibly be struck
Or keep letting life pluck me slowly, as I stay stuck

I want

god jess
U.s the beetle pack the cracker's dry 'n need to be
Changed pluck birds fly' high stairs walk that skies
Cloud on planes ain't storm baby kyle