paroles de chanson Hopped Out the Minivan - YKK

I don't wanna hear no talking from a bitch no Angelo
Ima make a bitch strike out like Pat Malone
You can see me shine all my teeth now solid gold
All this money on me I can't even make my wallet fold

Steady bringing noise Anthrax
Never pop no Xanax
Gotta keep the signal clear
Gotta keep my hand fast
Gotta keep my bank loaded
Gotta make it on tour
Gotta get my wrists frozen
From the top to the floor

I don't wanna hear your whack music like the priests of Syrinx
Bitch I drive a minivan, you ain't fucking coming near it
First class everything, I ain't ever riding steerage
These bitches defenseless, hit em with a couple leers

Articuno on my neck, big checks
I might blow your civilation into wreck, Aztec
Motherfucker can't step up to me he get decked
Livin lavish, silk pillow no beck

Jumped into the Chevy
Jumped into the Chevy

Bitch you can't touch me like fortune no metal gear
Bitch I go hard as fuck, gold on my dental clear
Whip all black riding through night like I'm Paul Revere
Creep like the reaper my silhouette disappear

Billy and mandy
I'm dropping the bar
Coming back simba
These bitches all scar
Shining come at me
I don't got no Grammy
But like Mario galaxy
I'm in the stars

Bitches getting kicked out
Total drama island
Bitch I'm always in the whip
No Belmont, Simon
V12 V12, I'm about to modify it
No denying boutta take em down like Wander to a giant

No colossus standing in my way
Gripping the blade
I'm in a wraith
88 Miles day after day
Throughout the states
Drove the camero off of the crossway
Ain't no Chucky but all of this shit gon feel like child's play
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