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Cars & Coffee
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Xavier Wulf & Quintin Lamb
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Damn I'm down the hill dodgin' dogs in my 8 F**k what you waitin' for I wake up and take it I see you breakin' boy I knew you couldn't make it n***a Every car I got slammed to the pavement What I spent for these you couldn't make the payments I put my leather through a true north fragrance New rotiforms hit the fender I heard it scrapin' I hit the scene with a couple blunts No, this is not the Runtz They say what you smokin' on B*t*h I'm smokin' diamond crumbs She just bought herself a car Now she gettin' to and from I f**ked her than I f**ked her friend Causе she said it's cool with her I f**ked hеr than I ducked again But I still ain't through with her Katanas in the chandalier Like I'm a Yakuza or sum We used to crack cars Now I feel so bad for screwin' em Now I send legal money back to my Jeweler and them I pull up so clean she eliminated you and him I don't give no f**k bout none of you n***as Or the rest of them I pulled up with more HP And got the best of him Smell the weed from here to AZ She came back again Dub edition tour I pull up and scream I'm back again See the line up and wrap around Than back down again She asked me permission if it's cool If she can bring a friend She said this my only best friend We the freaky twins How much do you know? What you know bout what you think you know? I know you went broke And don't ask me how I think I know Spin and I spin again Rims and the Michelins Got to spec the custom lens I'm at the Cars & Coffee in my old school Old dudes think it's cool They said you got a cla**ic fool I turned the tables in my favor Told that b*t*h to sign this waiver 'Fore you partake in them party favors God damn I just beat a lamb They caught me in the traffic cam Send the ticket don't give a damn I hit the streets and make the traffic jam All my n***as ridin' slam Play with me I get ya blammed I'll put ya with some eggs and ham B*t*h came from a foreign town Chain came out the hoover dam Hit the club and tore it down On tour I do that every town She said whats up with it now I said whats up and beat it down Hollow squad the toughest round I hit the show and blow it down I don't do no runnin' round The smoke I pull up windows down He popped up now he underground I told his a** to settle down I pop up damn near anywhere But you ain't never see me ‘round I don't give no f**k bout none of you n***as Or who you be around
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