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iron love - midnight in toronto lyrics

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flying down the highway
letting every trouble pass me
got my ride or die wit me
but the blue lights after me
so we switching to the fast lane
pedal to the floor, can’t catch me
lighting up the tires like a smokescreen
she let that hammer spray from the backseat

i’m on the run with my only one
we heading to the sun, wit a million
she my only plug that’ll hold me up
she let that finger tug when she hold the gun
but she in high heels… and an apr+n
whipping in thе kitchen
she know she diffеrent… kilos she flipped it
we know… see no… speak no… to witness
she wishes, these b+tches would try it, she vicious
she built like she fitness, she taste like sweet licorice
but she hold in the deep snow, in line like a free throw
those eyes wit a deep glow, thick thighs that are evil
she smile wit dimples, n gets low like limbo

flying down the highway
letting every trouble pass me
got my ride or die wit me
but the blue lights after me
so we switching to the fast lane
pedal to the floor, can’t catch me
lighting up the tires like a smokescreen
she let that hammer spray from the backseat
shorty know ima hold her down
we on this long drive but its only miles
that look that’s in her eyes when she turn an smile
that look of my surprise every time she wild uh uh uh
dark chocolate melanin, black cherry is medicine
park up wit adrenaline, spark up an edison
walk up you getting it, she swing like a pendulum
raise up a weapon and make these words of legend
she got blunt wrap… and her own stash
roll that… then blow that
she got no hold back… she bad that’s no cap
all smoke she own that…she no… chill prozac
relive these throwbacks… cause these moments kodak girl

flying down the highway
letting every trouble pass me
got my ride or die wit me
but the blue lights after me
so we switching to the fast lane
pedal to the floor, can’t catch me
lighting up the tires like a smokescreen
she let that hammer spray from the backseat

flying down the highway
letting every trouble pass me
got my ride or die wit me
but the blue lights after me
so we switching to the fast lane
pedal to the floor, can’t catch me
lighting up the tires like a smokescreen
she let that hammer spray from the backseat



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