paroles de chanson Octane Sex - GNAR
(No,no)
Aah
(sick,
sick)
Aah
(damn)
Aah,
yeah
We
by
the
back
in
the
Phantom,
we
sippin'
Fanta
Got
my
new
bitch
some
Celine
Hit
the
gasoline
(scoo-scoo)
Put
the
pedal
to
the
metal,
burnin'
octane
(octane)
She
from
the
suburbs
with
a
Head
just
like
Beyonce
(Beyonce)
Psychadelics
got
my
mind
gone,
roll
Private
flight
to
a
different
time
zone,
stone
Can't
resist
a
juicy,
thick
red
bone
If
she
ain't
known
she
inside
my
home,
yeah
yeah
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Highway
medicated
She
look
Californicated,
with
high
rollers
win
in
Vegas
(Sick,
sick,
uh)
Uh,
and
you
can't
fuck
wit
us
She
made
her
mind
ain't
changin'
no
She
never
comin'
home
again
yeah,
uh
(yeah
yeah)
The
demon
drunk
like
a
dragon
(scoo)
My
nigga
got
built
like
a
castle
(yeah)
Thank
God
the
whole
church
was
gymnastic
(fuck)
I
dropped
the
top
of
my
Astin
(yeah)
So
I
could
see
stars
at
night
passin'
(stars)
I
got
through
like
Rambo
Hunch
away
that
credit,
oh
Cuttin'
up
a
white
girl
(sick
sick)
in
a
Lamborgin-o
Rockstar
lifestyle
and
I
hop
up
on
it
(look
at
me
now)
And
get
filled
with
rage
and
the
mosh
pit
started
It's
in
my
face,
you
betta,
back
inna
Fanta
We
sippin'
Fanta
Got
my
new
bitch
some
Celine
Hit
the
gasoline
(scoo-scoo)
Put
the
pedal
to
the
metal,
burnin'
Octane
(octane)
She
from
the
suburbs
with
a
head
just
like
Beyonce
(Say,
say,
say,
say)
Psychadelics
got
my
mind
gone,
roll
Private
flight
to
a
different
time
zone,
stone
Can't
resist
a
juicy,
thick
red
bone
If
she
ain't
known
she
inside
my
home,
yeah
yeah
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