you ever try to step on my suede shoes? 'Top Gun' shut down your firm like Tom Cruise Please let me get down and blow a fuse Actin' fool breakin' shit down
for my mama This song is for you Hey MrPresident Tomorrow I'm paying my rent My fuel is runnin' low And I've got places to go Quit slowin' me down
!... [Jennifer] You've got me and I could not defend it I tried but I had to surrender Your style got me under the spell Left me no other choice but to get down
no speed limit Wanna drive it fast, foot down on the gas And the wheels turn round and round [Unverified] Foot down on the floor roof back Slam the
your eyes, I see My love, wherever I go I take you with me Down the road of my desires To the oceans of my peace Through the fueling of my fires Until
streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9, Chrome wheeled, fuel
breathe, baby See, I don?t want to hold my pillow late at night, no more I?m tossin? and turnin? and thinkin? ?bout burnin? down these walls I don?t wanna fuel
like we own the heat Singing 'Everybody wake up it's time to get down' (Wake up everybody, everybody wake up it's time to get down) And when I pass
when the sun goes down A Holiday Inn's the only home I know, I know, I know, I know Rock-n-rolls alive 'cause we got the power baby Cursing down the
Just rest your soul I be holding it down yo still love the dough Got these ladies on the cock now you know how we go Got the whole world on lock down
punk bitches out the frame And I'ma make you hoes remember my name I'm the J E S S E, J A M E S I'm shuttin niggas down H child is mine I bet you know
punk bitches out the frame And I'ma make you hoes remember my name I'm the J E S S E, J A M E S I'm shuttin niggas down, H town is mine I bet you know
really raw Going green, thats so cool, thats really raw My jacket smell like jet fuel, it's killing y'all [Snoop] Just bought a '77 baby blue cadillac Run it down
drop outta school Want me to come speak to the kids, the point I gotta prove Is that I did everything they told me not to do After I went down the road
re so scared of finding out What scares us and we're growing up And knowing what it means To be bursting at the seams Souled up and fueled up to our
were lost in crystal canyons When the aimless blade of science Slashed the pearly gates It was then I knew I'd had enough Burned my credit card for fuel
page Celebrate my type of style Dunn, it's a real one Kill time, sit around and compare guns Me and mines, we a bunch of old times Young dudes, while y'all fuel
up One two checka So check the, manuscript, man you flipped And I give effects to niggaz with my Black and Decker Put it down if you can't