Yeah, I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid back swerving like I'm George Jones Smoke rolling out the window An ice cold beer sitting in the console Memory
Miley Cyrus "Party in the USA" Rap/Hip-Hop remix (featuring Young Duece) *Lyrics* Verse 1 (Kidd Flow) We're on the move, bout to head out to the car
I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan Welcome to the land of fame, excess, whoa am I gotta fit in? Jumped in the cab, here I am for
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn Well that's alright because I like the way it hurts Just gonna stand there and hear me cry Well, that's alright
I didn't promise you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be some rain sometimes Watch out I didn't promise you a rose garden (Yeah) Along
Well, if you think about it then you're a fool, yeah It's just a size and the mind that won't give you up And if I think about it, well, am I cool yet
It was said of the sheriff to Calhoun Parish Not to ever touch his daughter Emily For to look at her with lustful eyes was certain To get you a time in
As the crow flies, baby Well I ain't too far from you As the crow flies, baby Well I ain't too far from you Yeah, but since I don't have wings Well I
[G. Dep] Yeah... Yeah, me and my man's and them We gon' blast off Bad Boy nigga, and we don't stop Come on to the top, blast off Yeah, yo Aiyyo, I take
[P.Diddy] [gunshot] Shadyville Entertainment, Bad Boy collaboration [Intro (50 Cent)] I love niggas! I love niggas! Cause niggas are me! And I should
[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (JUMP JUMP!!!!) Don't this shit make a nigga wanna (JUMP JUMP!!!!) Don't this shit make a nigga
GO! Go! What be goin on over here? Coming through top speed you better stand clear OO! you better beware or step somewhere We 'bout to blast outta here
On the first page of our story The future seemed so bright Then this thing turned out so evil I don't know why I'm still surprised Even angels have their
It was painted red the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy
Aren't you sick of the con? Not quite home and loneliness They're expecting so little Can't feel the miracle There's zombies licking your window For
You are such a crazy girl You are such a crazy girl And I don't know why I even tried to make you love me I want it, babe You are just a crazy girl You
Well hello is this thing on? Is anybody listening? A brand new day has begun The first thing that I want do Make sure that you feel it too So I'm not
Saw her at Go kissing girls, what a shock I said you must be an artist She muttered her reply, I was judging her friend As the DJ played a dead jam No