Lyrics:
screams
Of fear
Are drowned out
By my laughter
Driving round
In my old blue Ford
So much death
You’d think it’s a horde
Of demons
But it’s only me
Now
Deep in the sea, you were born in the shadow
Dancing and prancing in your dark El Dorado
You fear the unknown, but you long for a meadow
You scream
You turn a Bentley to a Porsche, Oh Lord
I still ride round in that lil ford, Oh No
Why u wanna trip ain't jump off porch, Oh Lord
Sipping this
tell
On the DL I got an Indecent Proposal for her (bitch)
Mashin' in a Ford Explorer hell hound host the horror
Escape from the Box Pandora
for you
I wish that I could take you home
And on the ride I'll make my move
My move it goes
Chase chase chase you around the car car car
Now get you by
been staying out the news lately
I don't even got time for it
Try to put me in some Tom Ford
But bitch I'm still rocking Rue, boy
Yeah I'm still
some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud, gee for what reason? You stumped me
But how do you get the sh- beat out of you, beat down
usually once a month, this is some feat I've accomplished
They've stomped me into the mud, gee for what reason? You stumped me
But how do you get the shit
[Chorus:]
When I'm a driving my old Ford truck
Gotta cross my fingers just for luck
Cause ya never know quite what's in store
When that 12
You've got eyes
That'll make me cry
I love the way your hips swing
When you walk by
Girl, you know that
I ain't no fool
But I think I'm gonna
Fall
with her black Boots
And rings that didn't mean a thing
Till she told me, I'm the one that she searched for
It was hard to believe
Du bist meine
coal 'cause that's what he'd do on my road
But when he'd drop me off there he'd go
It'd be for the last time
Little would I know
It's the Ford trucks
(This story was told to me by Jerry Clover at the 1971 discjockey convention
I told Jerry I's gonna write a song about it
My brother Hillman gonna
it!
Stop pressuring me, just stop pressuring me
Stop pressuring me, make me want to scream!
Stop pressuring me, just stop pressuring me
Stop pressuring
Bless you, Fellaair
Little bit of this, yeah
1/2/3 down at 34
Imma hit 9th with a half for
Me and one fiend plus eight more
Ain't nobody pay shit cuz
momma taught me that if I
Was in a grocery store
And I’m by myself and a
Stranger grabbed my hand
Scream at the top of your fucking
Lungs if I’m
Reach my surroundings when I move
Out cause dudes envy
Something like Prince Akeem 2 in the semi
Super soak ya, anti-social
For the mail I'll go
And refuse to let it up
So quit this music
Shit for what
What
What
What
These niggas don’t like me
(Niggas don’t like me)
I think I know why
(Why)
Cause I go
cuffed
Girl I need some loyalty
Somebody to fuck me
And treat me like royalty
Rub me down in some oil, B
Copt my Pz for the reup
Hold me down when I'm
nobody else's I'm unique
My ex comes and go treats me Like a boutique
Like damn I'm trying to stay focus
Voices in my head driving me crazy like a Ford
you be my best friend?
I like lil' shawty for real
Ain't been the same inside my mind since as somebody got killed
CashApp, that Audemars stainless
on my delegates
Shikaka, all of bo daggin', from the tri-borough
In they dime, lita named sunshine
The lower for lana diggy now
Rockin' his pocket flo
Wishing for the memories that I couldn't have had
Leaving home to earn, that shit made me sad
I used to be young, didn't notice
All the people by your side,
on
Super-sizing that beige back
All white like Gotti said
Ye told me I'm outta here
Mentioned Ye two years ago
Yeah, I got that by the square
(Woo!) And you could
.jpg/200px-Lita_Ford_at_Jones_Beach_2012_01_(cropped).jpg "Lita Ford")
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