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Brian Bright
Brian Bright
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Will Romanill
Will Romanill
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C'mon, c'mon, let's go I let the feeling flow right through me C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no, ain't no, ain't no C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no sunshine when we moving C'mon, c'mon, let's go Turn this lifestyle to a movie Now listen, the fuck what we saying The speedboys been taking over Been grift the guts when we slaying My dagger never look colder Been saying, "C'mon, c'mon, let's go" This steady burning to smolder You see, the Gekko been preying When you looking over your shoulder Flip that switch Gotta let 'em know, they always been so regular Landspeed coming around Don't play no games, it ain't no metaphor I'm breaking the ice, I'm sorry bitch I ain't mean to change the temperature Ain't even have to try The speedboys best in central Canada I let the words pour, I know to me You came in a dream I let the shitter fair my dopamine With speed be my Bing I let the, uh, uh, fuck it up When I turn down the street My toya's turn-a few a burn, hit me with gasoline Once again sittin' in that coupe Got your sub beside me too Can't do nothing but tell the truth Only lie to flex on you Now I just bought that MI2 Rose gold rims just to match it too I stay gunnin', I stay juggin' Anything that I pursue, bitch Oh, oh, oh (fuckin' with it) You hide some mo', mo', mo' (you gotta get it) Watch the glow, glow, glow (fuckin' with it) Just let it go, go, go (just gotta get it) C'mon, c'mon, let's go I let the feeling flow right through me C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no, ain't no, ain't no C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no sunshine when we moving C'mon, c'mon, let's go Turn this lifestyle to a movie Watch me fold 'em before I hit 'em with the blasta You thought you smooth, you the student, I'm the masta Blast off Shoot 'em with my motherfuckin' mask off And watch me do it while I'm swerving like it's NASCAR Doubling on that raifer I'm off that ceiling, you can't see me Come along the sticks, I know you need me, you can't leave me I said fuck 'em all, disgusting Candy diamonds, steady gleaming Breaking off my page, 'cause it ain't nothing, I'm still dreaming Dialed up the number, just to chat up your slime I jumped up and went through telephone to sit by your side I'm seeing sat ocean spray You okay when we glide? I feel the pavement-smoothing over as the rubber gon' slide And if that 'Cedes ain't a baby blue Then I'm calling up Xzibit Boutta pimp my ride, but it's just for me Got nothing for them bitches Shuffling hoes, I Texas hold 'em They gon' watch me hold a million 'Til that time, put 'em on the list of the shit I been forgetting C'mon, c'mon, let's go I let the feeling flow right through me C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no, ain't no, ain't no C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no sunshine when we moving C'mon, c'mon, let's go Turn this lifestyle into a movie C'mon, c'mon, let's go I let the feeling flow right through me C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no, ain't no, ain't no C'mon, c'mon, let's go It ain't no sunshine when we moving C'mon, c'mon, let's go Turn this lifestyle into a movie
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