Lyrics:
the muhfuckin' mart
She filling the muhfuckin' cart
The muhfuckin' cart, cart, the muhfuckin' cart
I'm chefin' on muhfuckin' carts
I'm not kevin hart, wait, get
it when I slap a toe tag on it
Drop it, slice it, fold it, cart it, No detail disregarded Disembodied and discarded, I watched as the soul departed
I got hoes, but Yangs ain't got no heart My ex was a Vang and she know she played her
Part I be havin' X and you know I'm sellin
Carts Fuck the bread
Like a Safeway cart rolling down the street
Like a sandal mark on the Savior's feet
Just keep rolling on it's a ghetto dawn
Baby looks so bad
off that prickly cross
My mother's altar
Is the shopping cart at the supermarket
She baptizes the handle with one of her wipes
She cusses at me
When I
Verse 1
Shop shop baby
Shop shop shop baby
Shop shooby shop some more
Push that cart round the grocery store!
Interlude: 3 Seconds
Verse 2
Push push
(woo)
I'm a big dawg, hit the store, get to blowin' them racks (ha, brr, just racks)
I'm in a golf cart, rockin' Spider like that
Nigga rich as fuck, I
And if that billy goat don't pull
Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull
And if that cart and bull turn over
Papa's gonna buy you a dog named rover
And if that billy goat won't pull,
Mama's gonna buy you a cart and bull
And if that cart and bull turn over,
Mama's going to buy you a dog named
(don't think I'll ever get enough)
Champagne, cocaine, gasoline
And most things in between
I roam the city in a shopping cart
A pack of camels
it
Never gonna make a trap
Never gonna use the bombs
Never gonna shopping cart my friends
The games been in beta, for so long
You play no skin
and the marching of their feet,
A procession is coming down on High Street
And bound to depart they have shackled to their cart
the poor lad who is heading for
unu mama
Hand cart hand cart mek way when di dancer dem a pass
Shake dem off shake dem off
Shake dem off dem a work witchcraft
Elbow dem elbow dem
a billy goat
And if that billy goat won't pull
Mama's going to buy you a cart and bull
And if that cart and bull turn over
Mama's going to buy you
He walks with angels in his picket
They tell him what to do
His shopping cart's filled with newspapers
And thirty-six discarded shoes
He's met
boy like me
Oh I was born and raised in the mouth if the Hazard Holler
Where the coal carts rolled and rumbled past my door
But now they stand in
INTRO:
Bongo is a rastaman
An I man a sing a rasta song
CHORUS
Bongo push di grass cart
Di way dem gal ya look so good mi shout out
But a wey di
Smoking on carts
When I can't smoke a paper
Loving the vapour
Lovin a hater
They be motivating me to go harder
I'm working harder I'm working
Pappas gonna buy you a cart and bull
If that cart and bull turns over
Pappas gonna buy you a doggie named rover
If that dog named rover don't bark
Pappas
cart
You fell in love with Kali Ma, but now it's time to take your heart
These niggas want to take it back like civil rights and Rosa Parks
Okay,
to the chest
Aye that's that Derrick Rose
Okay qué pasa mommy, hit a cart-wheel
She like the way I sling that D, no cartel
Okay qué pasa holmes
And you don’t
goat don't pull
Mama's gonna buy you a cart and bull
If that cart and bull tip over
Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover
If that dog named Rover
get a sore behind
Must not upset the apple cart
He'll choose your views today
Having some kinda conflict
Seems to get right in his way
Chorus
Oh, glazed eyes, empty hearts
Buying happy from shopping carts
Nothing but time to kill
Sipping life from bottles
Tight skin, bodyguards
Gucci down
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