Correction Lyrics Trans Am by DJ Paul

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Yo, white powder gave a b*t*h a runny nose on the front row of the show doing cartwheels
Trying to cut it like a sawmil eyes, baby blue like the North Carolina tar heels
She put a leg out like the letter R, still hands on the side with the broad hips
We're all hot, but, imma have to leave her outside cause I got a full house like a car deal
Can't be romantic, with a seat no handle, just please no candids
No cameras, please no sandwich, but, I'm still hungry so please no panties
Your friends so lame and so conservative, she's so granny
I don't got hard candy in a bowl, but, yo I got two bar xannies
Catfish is stupid, I don't bow hunt but, this money's cupid
And I wanna fund this human, invest in the chest like I run a union
She sip the brown liquor, quicker, quicker, now hunny's ruined
This bunny's clueless but, she's Australian that onion's bloomin'
She called me a mad c**t, and asked me to drink from my shoe
Let me tell you that I didn't even waste none, Versace hills taste good too
I devour that sh*t them hourglass hips but, I'm runnin' out of time, that's quicksand
I ain't really got no big plans get the kiss in, we can switch hands like a wristband

Look, I done a lot of f**kin' sh*t man
I done a lot of f**kin' sh*t man
Peddle that bike no kickstand, came from the gutter to a rich man
I just shook a lot of f**kin' hands man
I just shook a lot of f**kin' hands man
Used to be bricks under the Impala, now I holla yea from the T tops of a Trans Am

Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Used to be bricks under the Impala, now I holla yea from the T tops of a Trans Am

I don't drive her to the mall, I don't even drive at all when I'm drunk I'ma drive her up the wall
I broke up the leaf, she smokin' the weed, let her roll up the green like an 8-ball
Yeah, roll up the green like an 8-ball
Corner pocket iPhone make a porno, watch it
That's dive bar talk for the high class, I'm a neon sign in a loose wall socket
Got her rollin' up a cigarillo
Got her drippy like a weepy willow
Twenty minutes I'm up in the meadow
Got her drippin' on a body pillow
Got her sippin' Kane, find a little
Rainbow on the sheets, can't find skittles
Good lord, that's painted with makeup
Pinocchio Geppetto
Tangled and banged up an angel
She got a ring around her head like a bowcut
I wrecked it, crashed it, danger
Got her pulled out of the bed with a tow truck
Both us wobble to the 'frigerator need a respirator and a ice water and a Coca
No luck at the Coca, drinkin' cola, then we did it all again on the sofa

Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Used to be bricks under the apollo...

Oh, sh*t, dropped that whip
Me and that b*t*h gonna pull up quick
Black boots, motor bikes
Me and that b*t*h gonna pull up right
Tattoos on her throat, pin-up b*t*h, Marilyn Monroe
Black .22 down in that bag, quarter bag of dope down in that coat
Oh, sh*t, dropped that whip
Me and that b*t*h gonna pull up quick
Black boots, motor bikes
Me and that b*t*h gonna pull up right
Tattoos on her throat, pin-up b*t*h, Marilyn Monroe
Black .22 down in that bag, quarter bag of dope down in that coat
Trans Am

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