the line Mr. Muffin one timr [Chorus] [Verse 3] She call mi pon di I-95 How mi ah tek so long she ah wonder which car mi drive Tired fi listen album
: Glinsende manelys ovenfor driver Frostlagte stier viser vei Svarte sjeler farer henover natten Inn gjennom skodde heim Alt har svartnet Alt lys er
morning star His words would ring true On the chords of her guitar But he was driven And lost to her for days and days Till the lonesome valley finally
curtains! Locced in my motherfuckin head Gotta play connect-the-dots with my infrared You in danger, Mr Gangbanger It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger Wit'cha drive
her out the back door The bitch thought it was a cake drive She said drive me to the city, so I dropped her off at lakeside You driving me home, well
: In these long, hot summer days, Need a way to cool ourselves down. Pop off the top of that Chevrolet, Drive through the carwash, laugh And fall around
able ta rock any format But still I'm labled, and treated like a doormat Where's the whores at West side, hoes like cars so I ride em for a test drive
to cut my first LP Ridin down Broadway in a taxi Hang a right at 25th Just a little too swift, jo' Let me out, I'm gonna walk from here on Heres four bucks you drive
I loved her timber mountains. Worked her fields and worked her orchards up and down her central valley. I have driven open highway through the golden Utah valley
of Nasism But as N*E*R*D goes as I start peni-trating minds unlikely fitting Ghetto girls and thugs liking the album guitar driven, Yup! Ghetto girls to girls from the valley
: [Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"] I'm the taxi driver Ridin around with me and my thoughts In the back seat behind me speakin to me while I'm drivin, I'm hearin
of Edgar Allan Poe not exactly the boy next door He'll tell you about Usher whose house burned in his mind his love for his dear sister her death would drive
, rock the mic honey I love the way you sway Plus you have the crotch to drive me crazy I'm replyin rude ("slow down baby" -- LL Cool J) I'm ill, smooth
how amny times? I'm sedated my (?conscriptiated?) from beginning Broke in the bombest weed smoke that will make a nigga choke To my loccs way down in the Valley
keep Trodin on ? through all thus streets and valley's Yes we keep Trodin on?. unification turn Babylon down Trodin on ???. through all thus streets and valley
cyan stop me u wah stick a bet Tell badmin seh mi nah have nuh regret Tell badmin seh a life ova death [Verse 1:] Mi nah stop, mi ah Buju driver Like
I drive your Daddy's Lambo? Lambo-o-oh Lambo-o-oh Your Daddy's Lambo? Lambo-o-oh Lambo-o-oh Can I drive your Daddy's Lambo? [Verse 2: Yelawolf] Your
Friday night and I might be late for the fast train runnin' cos it's goin' to Dippy Valley and I wanna see my Sally tonight. Oh it's goin' to Dippy Valley
