歌曲 | Rush Hour Traffic |
歌手 | The Cool Kids |
专辑 | When Fish Ride Bicycles |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Intro:] We get long, let them trunks lift up | |
Ay ay... [Sir Michael Rocks:] | |
We all know | |
Mikey aka the | |
Great Estaré | |
Banco Populair | |
Looking rare homie, what's the skit | |
So you could holla at me if you want me | |
If you don't keep it rollin' don't be droppin' names like a ton of bricks | |
I'm in the '96 | |
SL5 But ain't nothin' on that badboy | |
The button stick when | |
I be unlockin' it | |
So I grabbed the cutless keys like a | |
Fuckin' thief | |
Take a sweet, gut it, stuff it then we puff it babyy | |
The Baileys, mixed with | |
Grandma ye' | |
See we callin' it the "Grandmama" | |
See, just like the | |
Larry Johnson kinds | |
In the huddle with the | |
Bubble goose down | |
Downtime spent working on my rhyme schemes | |
Them alpines hit like a young rocky | |
A skinny dude but | |
I'm eating like | |
I'm stocky | |
Bucket seats 70's challengers for the amateurs... [Chorus: x2] | |
This is for them | |
Regals, Granddaddy's cutlesses | |
Stuck-in-town vehicles | |
The speakers gon' love it | |
The trucks is all low like | |
I talked about his mother | |
Drivin' around slow, like there's an accident or somethin' | |
Ssssskkkkkurrrrrrrrrrrrrr! [Chuck Inglish:] | |
Diggin' the dumps, cigar guts into anything | |
Piggy bank change couldn't break if the ground shake | |
Earthquake shake and | |
San Andres fault | |
First-place trophy is the only to race in them | |
Talk to me dawg, please don't talk at me | |
I thought | |
I saw the credits runnin on with all that acting | |
Wass happenin' | |
Surely {shurly?} | |
Rerun [?] | |
See me with it now like they gotta get theirs tomorrow | |
Ferrari's [?] naaaa | |
Phantoms [?] nope! | |
Triple gold spokes on them | |
Lincoln town cars | |
Like back when | |
I was driving to the mall where that | |
Circuit City was | |
Gotta get this installed [Bridge: Chuck Inglish] | |
That flip face touch screen remote control and all that | |
Bass treble biz | |
And it smells like a loud pack [That AC fan] | |
Strawberry air freshners to mix with the scent | |
Shooting free throws for the win... [Chorus x3] |
Intro: We get long, let them trunks lift up | |
Ay ay... Sir Michael Rocks: | |
We all know | |
Mikey aka the | |
Great Estar | |
Banco Populair | |
Looking rare homie, what' s the skit | |
So you could holla at me if you want me | |
If you don' t keep it rollin' don' t be droppin' names like a ton of bricks | |
I' m in the ' 96 | |
SL5 But ain' t nothin' on that badboy | |
The button stick when | |
I be unlockin' it | |
So I grabbed the cutless keys like a | |
Fuckin' thief | |
Take a sweet, gut it, stuff it then we puff it babyy | |
The Baileys, mixed with | |
Grandma ye' | |
See we callin' it the " Grandmama" | |
See, just like the | |
Larry Johnson kinds | |
In the huddle with the | |
Bubble goose down | |
Downtime spent working on my rhyme schemes | |
Them alpines hit like a young rocky | |
A skinny dude but | |
I' m eating like | |
I' m stocky | |
Bucket seats 70' s challengers for the amateurs... Chorus: x2 | |
This is for them | |
Regals, Granddaddy' s cutlesses | |
Stuckintown vehicles | |
The speakers gon' love it | |
The trucks is all low like | |
I talked about his mother | |
Drivin' around slow, like there' s an accident or somethin' | |
Ssssskkkkkurrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Chuck Inglish: | |
Diggin' the dumps, cigar guts into anything | |
Piggy bank change couldn' t break if the ground shake | |
Earthquake shake and | |
San Andres fault | |
Firstplace trophy is the only to race in them | |
Talk to me dawg, please don' t talk at me | |
I thought | |
I saw the credits runnin on with all that acting | |
Wass happenin' | |
Surely shurly? | |
Rerun ? | |
See me with it now like they gotta get theirs tomorrow | |
Ferrari' s ? naaaa | |
Phantoms ? nope! | |
Triple gold spokes on them | |
Lincoln town cars | |
Like back when | |
I was driving to the mall where that | |
Circuit City was | |
Gotta get this installed Bridge: Chuck Inglish | |
That flip face touch screen remote control and all that | |
Bass treble biz | |
And it smells like a loud pack That AC fan | |
Strawberry air freshners to mix with the scent | |
Shooting free throws for the win... Chorus x3 |
Intro: We get long, let them trunks lift up | |
Ay ay... Sir Michael Rocks: | |
We all know | |
Mikey aka the | |
Great Estar | |
Banco Populair | |
Looking rare homie, what' s the skit | |
So you could holla at me if you want me | |
If you don' t keep it rollin' don' t be droppin' names like a ton of bricks | |
I' m in the ' 96 | |
SL5 But ain' t nothin' on that badboy | |
The button stick when | |
I be unlockin' it | |
So I grabbed the cutless keys like a | |
Fuckin' thief | |
Take a sweet, gut it, stuff it then we puff it babyy | |
The Baileys, mixed with | |
Grandma ye' | |
See we callin' it the " Grandmama" | |
See, just like the | |
Larry Johnson kinds | |
In the huddle with the | |
Bubble goose down | |
Downtime spent working on my rhyme schemes | |
Them alpines hit like a young rocky | |
A skinny dude but | |
I' m eating like | |
I' m stocky | |
Bucket seats 70' s challengers for the amateurs... Chorus: x2 | |
This is for them | |
Regals, Granddaddy' s cutlesses | |
Stuckintown vehicles | |
The speakers gon' love it | |
The trucks is all low like | |
I talked about his mother | |
Drivin' around slow, like there' s an accident or somethin' | |
Ssssskkkkkurrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Chuck Inglish: | |
Diggin' the dumps, cigar guts into anything | |
Piggy bank change couldn' t break if the ground shake | |
Earthquake shake and | |
San Andres fault | |
Firstplace trophy is the only to race in them | |
Talk to me dawg, please don' t talk at me | |
I thought | |
I saw the credits runnin on with all that acting | |
Wass happenin' | |
Surely shurly? | |
Rerun ? | |
See me with it now like they gotta get theirs tomorrow | |
Ferrari' s ? naaaa | |
Phantoms ? nope! | |
Triple gold spokes on them | |
Lincoln town cars | |
Like back when | |
I was driving to the mall where that | |
Circuit City was | |
Gotta get this installed Bridge: Chuck Inglish | |
That flip face touch screen remote control and all that | |
Bass treble biz | |
And it smells like a loud pack That AC fan | |
Strawberry air freshners to mix with the scent | |
Shooting free throws for the win... Chorus x3 |