brooks buford – ride out lyrics
what is this, ringling brothers, i’m about to clown
armor all, down, six feet from the ground
the st++z off the charts, the swag off the calendar
rolled up looking like the sp+ce shuttle challenger
painted all lavender, arm grabbing you
i better catch you in the island like j.d. salinger
think about that, thank about that
yeah, think about that, this my f+cking soundtrack
ride out, crank the wheel
ride out
ride out, crank the wheel
ride out
call me gray ghost, crispy like toast
blowing through the red light, keep it pretty close
(mash channely?), no breaks
you all peanut b+tter and jelly, all fake
i’m in the a section, skid through the intersection
if your girl had a d+ck she’d have an erection
raw, correction, sick, infection
won’t see me coming like i used protection
ride out, crank the wheel
ride out
ride out, crank the wheel
ride out
sun going down, people lining up
cars riding slow, we fly, wheels up
jack daniel’s, beat the p+ssy ’til it yells
i know you hungry, b+tch, you can get it on sale
i’m ice cold in that box with the lift kit
i’m freezing to death, drill bit
real sh+t, it’s not a game
you just left, i just came
ride out, crank the wheel
ride out
ride out, crank the wheel
ride out
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