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Dirt Bike Rider

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nen nen ner ner... YEAH! , OH NO! , YEAH! , OH NO! I'm gone riding the whoop the doops! Whoop the doops! Then I pull a wheelie, wow! Then I do a table top, OOOH! Then I do a tripple jump! YEAH! When i was a kid, I didn't bother what my friend did. I just wanted to be A dirt bike rider, A dirt bike rider! A dirt bike rider, A dirt bike rider! YEAH! , OH NO! , YEAH! , OH NO! I'm gone riding the whoop the doops! Whoop the doops! Then I pull a wheelie, wow! Then I do a table top, OOOH! Then I do a tripple jump! YEAH! When i was a kid, I didn't bother what my friend did. I just wanted to be A dirt bike rider, A dirt bike rider! A dirt bike rider, A dirt bike rider! Yeah! When i was a kid, I didn't bother what my friend did. I just wanted to be A dirt bike rider, A dirt bike rider! A dirt bike rider, A dirt bike rider! A dirt bike, a dirt bike, a dirt bike rider

Work (Remix)

ASAP FERG "Trap Lord"
[A$AP Ferg:] I gotta close the window before I record Cause New York don't know how to be quiet Stand up! Ferg... AR~! AR~! AR~! Gucci, down, to the, socks, like I'm, Biggie poppa (BAAABY~!) Keep your girl head in my Tommy boxers But really though, she a silly ho, cause you know the Fergenstein getting plenty dough She don't get nothin' from a nigga though; all she get is hard dick and some Cheerios Kinda silly though, but I'm lyrical, bet I put him in the dirt with the penny loafs No tint though, on my window, so you see a nigga shining in the Benzo BALLIN'! (Skkrrrrr!) Got me feelin' like Jim Jones I'm a pimp though, no limp though, couldn't copy my style in Kinkos Put in work, run up on a killer then I put him in the dirt Run up in the buildin', semi gon' squirt, that's what a nigga get when they gettin' on my nerves I ain't lyin' - lay 'em on the curb, ridin' on a killer who be coming at Ferg! (Damnnnnnnnn!) Girl you twerk, twerk that kitty girl make it purr Put in work, Flacko put 'em in the dirt French got the shovel he gon' put him in the earth, Trinidad maniac with a all gold hearse Yeah, uh, put in work, Schoolboy Q with a pound of the purp So much work he'll smoke up the Earth - Polo Ground, A$AP World [French Montana:] (HAAAAH~!) That ain't Kanye That's Montana - loose cannon He shot me so I had to do it Put him in the dirt, put him in it first I just sold a swammy with ten homies on it Her ass fat, you could park ten Tahoes on it When they mask up, comin' for your ice When they bare-faced, they comin for your life Baby don't pray for me pray for the weak I'm drinkin' lean, it help me sleep Illuminati? I'm from the streets Never sold my body, we takin' bodies [Chorus - A$AP Ferg:] Put in work, put in work Put in work, put 'em in the dirt [Trinidad James:] Shout out that motherland, 12 years old with guns in hand They don't ask no questions, nigga, all they do is BANG! BANG! BANG! They don't ask no questions All they do is BANG! BANG! I said I do this for them shottas, Trinidad I love ya I do this for them shottas, Jamaica I'm your brother I know a bitch from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my partner You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's your problem I fuck with Asian niggas, and I fuck with Migos I fuck with Haitian niggas, all they speak is Creole I said all I speak is real, y'all niggas might hate me but That don't get no deal, I said no that don't get no deal I just now got my deal, but I been gettin' this money No green card in this struggle, immigration give you nothing But, work... work... work [Chorus - minus last five words] [Schoolboy Q:] YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! A lotta niggas died, should've been from Hoover Street No I do not have a car, but I could buy one every week Pimpin' like I'm 33, move keys like I'm 36 Ship O's like I'm 28, Tacoma know I'm pushin' weight O-X-Y I'm in your state, eatin' off your dinner plate My heart live where Santa stay, super fly, I need a cape Bitches throwin' pussy back and forth, they on my dick Passion drippin' off her lip, she say she never had a crip Uh, put in work, all big booties make ya twerk All big titties lift your shirt, show a player what you're worth Yeah, put in work, spray his ass in front the Church Deacon said I did my shit, the pastor said, "That nigga turnt" Pop my collar on my shirt, make these bitches go berserk Shippin' units, Captain Kirk, takin' xannies poppin' percs Might not last, I'll bomb ya first, turn your backseat to a hearse Back to the lab with mother Earth, had to give Young Ferg a verse [A$AP Rocky:] A lot of homies cried, due to crimes, homicide Drivin' by, poppin' nines, Pakistan, Columbine Out of line, pistols barkin' "AR~! AR~!" ride or die Write a script, design a line, all I see is dollar signs You want that pretty Flacko? Ratchets, designer jackets The same niggas who jack it be the first who claim we faggots My bitch is a movie actress, side bitch won a beauty pageant Got a chick that worked at Magic, but I'm so damn fine make a bitch look average See my daddy in heaven, right next to Ferg's You know what's up I'm throwin' bucks, Loaded Lux (Put in work~!)

Old Boots, New Dirt

JASON ALDEAN "Old Boots, New Dirt"
A cup of coffee from a waitress I ain't ever met She asked, "Are you just passing through?" I smiled and said, "I don't know yet." I walked around the town square Down the street to where I met the preacher and the old courthouse man Yeah, nothing helps you start again like Old boots, new dirt, no reminders I've got a feeling this town will get me over her You've been through what I've been through, man Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt There's a thousand faces that I ain't seen before The only history that I can see is from the civil war It's good for me to look around Go down roads she ain't been down No memories of our "used to bes" set me free Old boots, new dirt, no reminders I've got a feeling this town will get me over her You've been through what I've been through, man Nothing feels better than old boots, new dirt Old boots, new dirt, one step closer Yeah, I think I'm gonna like it here, yeah You've been through what I've been through, man Nothing feels better than Nothing helps you start again like old boots, new dirt Old boots, new dirt Ooh, old boots, new dirt

A Runaway Train

ALICE COOPER "Welcome 2 My Nightmare"
[Announcer:] All aboard. Watch your step people. Last call for the nightmare express hahahaha I found myself slipping away Just this side of dead I woke up in a box car I wasn't in my bed I found my leg chained to a spike That ran down through the floor Attached to thirteen angry men All rotten to the core But I'm innocent I cried right out I'm in someone else's dream They looked around and laughed out loud Said "Brother, so are we" "Yeah brother, so are we" But I'm a big celebrity Known all round the land "Well buddy you ain't no one here Man, you ain't in demand" Speeding t'wards a flaming wall Like a screaming sonic boom I really gotta wake up now Or I may meet my doom oh lord, I may meet my doom So all that I remember Is how much my body hurt Now I'm sleeping in the graveyard On the wrong side of the dirt Yeah I'm on the wrong side of the dirt Wrong side of the dirt, don`t you know I'm on the wrong side of the dirt

Christmas Reincarnated (Easy Rider)

THIRD EYE BLIND
Yeah, I'll have to do it good, Have to do it good... Ha, ha.. ha ha haaaaaaa ha Whoa whoa whoa whoa Yeah, yeahhoooeeeeeeeee Whoa whoa whoa ..... OK, here comes the verse Easy Rider He got brand new cowboy hat and He was reincarnated Easy Rider He's got lots of toys and He became a cowboy to get cowgirls Yeah yeah yeah yeah ......... Yo yo yo........ Easy rider has been reincarnated And now he has said to Santa Claus Happy times are here and all the animals Who help him no longer have claws On their paws, on their paws, on their paws, paws, paws, on Yeah hhoooey Easy rider and every one of the helpers Have to say that they had a real good time No longer will I be so unhappy when it turns into oh happy Christmas times Merry Christmas everybody I don't hate Christmas anymore I don't hate it anymore OK

Blind Prayer

ROD STEWART "An Old Raincoat Won't Ever Let You Down"
I was born and raised the only son of a lawyer till I was approximately the age of four or perhaps five I lost both my mother and my father Killed in a fire way up on the fourteenth floor Struck down by the time I was ten by an illness which robbed me of the sight of the morning sunAnd that ain't all A homeless child for the next five years with my dog Clown by my side and my only friend Yeah, yeah, yeah. I fought my way through schoolSound and touch the thing on which I could depend And you know what the, the, the kids down my street weren't too playful And right then it seemed like the whole world picked on meAnd ah yeah I worked my fingers to the boneStretchin' hide for a boot man in Jersey Town But then, but then I lost the last thing I had When fate reared its ugly head and took my dog Clown I wandered way up north found a girl that loved like a woman Sixteen years old and felt like a woman But, but, but, but, but what I'm trying to say is God please don't take her away from meI lost everything that I ever had you kicked my name into the dirtTread my name into the dirt yeah I lost everything that I ever had you kicked my name into the dirt What could I do I never knew how much love could hurt me But it never ever come my way beforeNo, no, no, no, no I never knew how much love could hurt me Good God it ain't never come my way before Oh but, but you know what I'm trying to sayreally what I'm trying to say is God please don't take her away from meAh turn it down I lost everything that I ever had you kicked my name into the dirt You got a lotta lotta lost everything that I ever had ever had

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