Lyrics:
alright and you think you're on
Somebody let me know
Will everybody in the place, put a whistle in your face
Scream it out and say yo, hit it!
You
alright and you think you're on
Somebody let me know
Will everybody in the place, put a whistle in your face
Scream it out and say yo, hit it!
You
and just vent
Use to be Daija I use to send her text after text
No time for reply
Just hearing her voice would calm me inside
Parked up in the Ford
and she tatted like she Lita
Ride me like a Harley or your favorite two-seater
Drop my life up on the ground like, fuck it, I don't need it
Drop my life
line
She like, baby, please stop all of the lying She like, baby, please stop coppin' them lines
I told her, like, baby, please, it's that red for 25 So
the cross as done for us
We have to see it as done by us"
Well we know that the cross was done for us
Jesus was crucified for our sin
How was it done by us? I
of ya'll messing with this country sound
Them boys sent me with some new country
We rock Fords and lift kits with gun racks and mud on 'em
Ain't scared
putting my crib on the top floor
Bitch I'm dressed like Tom Ford
I bet I'll make a lot more
Man I always keep it moving
Imma be racked
For this life I am
Call me star lord (star lord)
Im a star of course (of course)
On my feet, Tom Fords (tom fords)
Fuck that bitch, I was bored (i was bored)
All I wanna
that Cadillac grille
doin' a hundred and ten gallopin' over that hill.
Offhill curve, a downhill strecth,
me and that Cadillac neck by neck.
leave or stay its that manhood
Can fuck me any bitch we both know I deffo could
Tired o these hoes look for wife I really should
You didn't talk they let
dream, of that ghetto prom queen
Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team
Head so good he don't ask for
First set of wheels when I turned sixteen
Was a rusty old, hand-me-down Jeep Cherokee
My friends were rolling on Goodyear tires
I could see Fords
they're playing
The person whose story
We listen to as we drive in our Ford focus
Who
Is it I wanna be
Conjure up the brand new idea of me
I am this persona
away
Summer for days
Isn't it crazy caught up in a daydream
My sadness away
On empty for days
I'm feeling hazy I think that I might scream
You scream, we
scream
Energy gain for me
Your pain, your scream
Energy gain for me
Ask yourself cause you have to choose
Sacrifice is needed to get truth
One step
my fake friends when they thought I lost chips
All I lost was my excess baggage
God gave this to me you can't have it
Boss shit is not for the average
you want from me, Emma
If you've come here to deliver Ford and I from our cowardice
To grace us with the truth
Then speak yours more plainly
I know you
grace and your plan for their life It was you that kept me, you that saved me
You that filled me mashed potatoes and gravy
but food aint enough to compare
Cop the new Benz then hop in the Ford
I buy it all and you cannot afford
Rapping like you for me is a chore
Watch all your raps make me laugh
waiting for me to say shit
Now I'm feastin' in your brain and invading your personal space
Basically got you danglin' off of my Nike shoelaces, like
See,
rock luncheon
At least that's something
Better than nothing
Like a blueberry muffin
That is not for consumption
On my way to Metuchen
Heading
more close what I hear -jk]
1:grazie peran dare commee alla cafe romana
2:grazie per essere andati con me al caffe romano
3:thanks for going with me
the Glock like a young Han Solo
Got my nigga by my side, I'm Han Solo
Music from the stars, bitch we Han Solo
Harrison Ford just like me
We're both Han Solo
.jpg/200px-Lita_Ford_at_Jones_Beach_2012_01_(cropped).jpg "Lita Ford")
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