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wombo combo - crazy taxi lyrics

[intro]
ay! i had to shoot the sh-ts witcha [shoot x5]
ay, i had to start my day witcha
oh, won’t you ride this wave with me
morning rush don’t play with me
wombo combo n-gg-

[verse 1]: newtypejosh

wombo combo with the lowest prices!
fries with the shake, like $3.99
flow e. 99 {it’s 2019 my n-gg-hs}
and u already know i’m paranoid in the ride
so it’s no 95
crazy taxi my life
and i’m never on time
i can’t do 9-5
so i write for my life
yeah i write for my sanity
left wrist sean hannity
white stones all vanity
peach scone’s by the canopy
none of this they would hand to me
stamina be, enough for pamela alexandra
rescuin’ all these damsels
princesses gotta handful
gems that i drop clumsily by the stanza
play playstation!
play dreamcast!
play your loved ones
i am not a d-pad
quarter circle motions,(hadouken!)
c-cktails and potions
morning rush, crazy taxi, to get where i’m going!

[chorus]

threw a stack out the roof
wasnt no fluke
this a drop top
aint no coupe
new and the groove
got the juice
ready for war
ain’t no truce

[verse 2]: omarthegroove

rollin down the block with an att-tude
in fact, i’m rather rude
“who dat blasting tunes??”
oh yeah, that’s the groove!
baby sending crazy voice memo’s and h-lla nudes
got there in two minutes and did what i had to do
next stop on my route
link up with the troops
me and all the youts, ay
don’t give f-ck what you say
catch us swervin’ like speed racer up and down ya freeway
runnin’ laps on these rap tracks
this here that crack, that free base
this supposed to be a race, mothaf-ck a wraith
keep my foot on they necks, crackin vertebrae’s
pedal to the metal please don’t get carried away
eye’s on my own lane, we are not the same
i’m fully evolved, i’am not insane!
you n-gg-s are so lucky that this ain’t back in the days
i dun restrained my rage because i’m changing my ways
me and destiny got a date i can’t afford to delay, nah!

[chorus] x2

threw a stack out the roof
wasnt no fluke
this a drop top
aint no coupe
new and the groove
got the juice
ready for war
ain’t no truce

[verse 3]: omarthegroove & newtypejosh

[omar]
who that is? whatchu say?
oh! it’s poor deaf me
playin’ my music way too loud at breakneck speeds
you see, i just pulled up to ya block with some urgency
cuttin’ thru’ traffic with precision like it’s surgery
[josh]
burgundy seats, interior, pattern like fleur-de-lis
its curtains g, driving furred, i’m stirring styrofoam cause an
emergency, swerving in and out of purgatory streets
you heard of me, d.b. cooper how these hoes in search of me
a mystery
[omar]
me and the goonies drifting past a car crash
sh-t is spooky
never leave ya bros stranded on the road
you goofy!!!
chick on my right
and i can’t repeat what she said to me
my name is groovy and my life a f-ckin horror movie
[josh]
oooooh it’s alive
frankenstein
zombified
double tap, between the eyes
penalized, for my vibes
foreign ride, banned nationwide
but i don’t abide
know my whip drive itself
but that b-tch, also fly

[outro]

threw a stack out the roof…
wasnt no fluke …
this a drop top…
aint no coupe…
new and the groove…
got the juice…
ready for war…
ain’t no truce…

ez p-ss flxxn
crazy taxi stressing

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