ride back and besides that What chick you know cock glocks back? Eight in the back, they rockin' hot jacks In high heels, mini skirts and thighs fat My styles like the international
my niggas, what I die for my niggas, fuck them other niggas [Magic] What you aint heard boi I ride with these niggas I die with these niggas Do a drive
Well, oh well, I feel so good today We just touched ground on an international runway Jet propelled back home from overseas to the USA New York, Los
death And following a dollar finds nothing but stress But I'm going hard 'till there's nothing left under my chest The streets empty 'round 5 o'clock Driving
I was not honest I was not healthy I was not honest, honest. You did the right thing covered your scars Challenged your faith and closed your eyes driving
Yo, some international hits goin' on Yo, digital satellite uplink We ain't talkin' about no lifestyle, gold cufflinks Whatever, yo, yo, yo I know the
and non-visual Gaslight the chemical, combust original Physical geometry, oracle rhyme mineral Emphasis the snatom, soul crack the atom Internal affecter
man said life ain't easy When niggas gotta eat that's when shit gets greasy He was a heart breaker and a large shaker If it was 'bout cakin' he was a part taker International
But it takes so much time before you realize Why some things never change They always stay just the same The first taste of death is sweet Feel it burning , an internal heat Driving
m a World wide woman, WWW You can log on anywhere, Your girl can take you there. World Wide Woman, WWW You know I'm the type of girl. (Verse 1) International
do? I don't know, whada you wanna do? Hey, we've been driving for 7 hours Hey, I got an idea, he he Yeah, what's that? Lets go to a drive-in
stressed out Amazin glazin purple haze patients Blazin asians in mercedes benz stations Yo moving through the tavern, guns that burn, sons that learn Stabbin an intern
Breeding fast in poverty Infectious driving dormant seed Inside your carcass start to mate Left in charge to dominate Waiting to unfold Raging uncontrolled
"And now the buffoon's date at the drive-in with the school's valedictorian." Valedictorian: "I really appreciate you're asking me out. Most people are
up yourself like Marley would do And we?re picking up more people as we go Introverted sad humans, no internal glow We?ve got to keep driving, cars
your part Play your part" (Pimp C) Sweet jones My b**** a choosey lover, never f*** without a rubber Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover Money on the dresser, drive
Belgian businessmen And a strange drinking game, oh God why? Come home Billy Bird International business traveler Come home Billy Bird He hails a cab but the driver sucks He drives
nothin but the Gators on ya feet (Preach to em brother) Nice pimps, mean pimps [Verse 2] I feel like the angel of God All I gotta do is drive the Range