it's blue as a mood ring That's just for assuming, Chamillion can't throw the up Or standing over you saying, that famous cool by Chris Tucker Tough luck
: (Chris Gantry/Rhett Akins) There's an old dirt road off of 33 Lord it's been so long since it's seen me But I've put many a mile across it's back
got that repeat she turn me on [?] She told me boy you know what good and I replied Amen Late night plus liquor she know it equals long and we gone [Chorus: Chris
Eddie F Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz This also goes out to my money earnin' Mount Vernon crew J. Daddy, James Huff, Pete Rock, Nick Love Trak Boogie, and my man Chris
Wit' bottles of Gin, the money is comin' in The party never ends early Since this century began we're crazy We went through danger action Any white-boy who reared
(Young Chris talking) G - I - F - I Get In Where You Fit In, baby You know, roll wit ya boyz Gunnaz!! (Young Chris) Honestly, my favorite type of gear
or serve me Matter of fact ,you work for me You fired faggot, FUCK THAT! Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope Rear rear fuck that buck pat dun dun
born Look into my eyes I'm so torn Slow down baby and get a clear view Cuz when you roll down your windows I'm in your rear view Hold on baby boy I know
in the air i can feel that bitch coming less than a year. mom tired i can see it in her hair, all my fake homies getting left in rear, everything im
lip, and it's blue as a mood ring That's just for assuming, Chamillion can't throw the up Or standing over you saying, that famous cool by Chris Tucker
, slang out, work and hustle Flip techniques over boogie bangin' beats A street fleet with Moet, dank and freaks in twenty separate suite I'm servin' dope lyrics holding weight, just like Chris
be rich What makes it worth while Is your beautiful smile I can't conceive the life I'd lead If you would leave then I would die mc chris will appear from the rear
They got me staring at the world through my rear view Blow that, baby, scream to Gotti Can't help you with your problems Thug niggas wild when I come
Lyrics by chris cornell Music by hiro yamamoto Watch for vipers and poison snakes Feeling fingers make no mistake Grabbing that pull your hair Stealing
look into my eyes i'm so torn slow down baby and get a clear view cuz when you roll down your windows i'm in your rear view hold on baby boy i know its
Look Into My Eyes I'm So Torn Slow Down Baby And Get A Clear View Cuz When You Roll Down Your Windows I'm In Your Rear View Hold On Baby Boy I Know Its
A lot of tears shed over what you been through, A mothers pain pays, for what her kid do, As Bryan life fades, in the rear view, You a slave to hurt,
(Chris Gantry/Rhett Akins) There's an old dirt road off of 33 Lord it's been so long since it's seen me But I've put many a mile across it's back I used