Swear to God I just touched down All around the world, same song Killa Cali nigga, same song A-T-L, same song Real-adelphia dude it's all around the
(Hook) I'm so mothafuccin turned up right now (volume) Someone please turn Gucci mane down (volume) 6riccsquad thuGGed out we don't give a fucc (volume
[Verse 1:] Running out of juice It's a matter of seconds now I'm shutting down Desperate when I mo-ove My battery is screaming loud I'm shutting down
baby when i leave this world we were out on a date in my daddy's car we hadn't driven very far when there in the road, strait ahead the car was stalled, the engine
Get your engine up, Get your engine up And wave your hands high Like your tryin' touch a sky But, Don't bring me down (Just pick me up) Don't bring me down
fix ya up. I can dick ya up, I can dick ya down. Shorty we can go where ever, just pick a town. And my jewelry is louder than the engine sound. Big ass
Down the road When it comes time to go Down the road Down the road You know I wanna help her go Down the road Down, down, down that road Down, down, down
Oh shit, get your towels ready It's about to go down Everybody in the place hit the fucking deck But stay on your motherfucking toes We running this,
Slow it down Put it back in reverse My directions, pay attention to my every word We can bump, we can swerve But watch out for that curve On your highway (On your highway) Engines (Engines
a sad summer breath tangled in your hair Can you hear the lonely engines Screaming through the town There's no where to run When the darkness comes down
stole your mic and you won't see it later 'Cause I work magic like a magician I add up like a mathematician I'm a bank cashier, engineer I wear cotton
me This might sound crazy but just fly here right now Glide like an aeroplane and just fly here right now, now There's nothing there to hold you down
a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade. And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll. The brakes don't work and this grade's too steep, her engine
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There in an old cabin made of earth and wood There lived a country
did 80 miles an hour down the mainline run. Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line. Big locomotive no. 99, left the engineer
thirteen minutes We'd be headin' in the terminal gate Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy Taxi to the terminal zone Cut your engines, cool your
a dollar for each time we've both been down this grade And 100,000 tons of steel, made to roll The brakes don't work and this grade's so steep, her engine
told us in thirteen minutes He would set us at the terminal gate Swing low chariot, come down easy Taxi to the terminal door Cut your engines and cool