| Crime spectrum, smoke swirls under the ceiling
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| Without her shit, between us is a complete ok, hey
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| Who it? |
| You know who Boulevard Depot is
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| Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels
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| I have a V12 engine, 666 forces
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| Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels
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| On silks, as on asphalt, she rolls up and down
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| Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels
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| Bruises all over my neck, I'm hotter than Hollin Hill
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| Hot, Hot Wheels, Hot, Hot Wheels, Hot, hey
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| Unzip my fly on my Levices (gad demn)
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| Don't be embarrassed, smiling, yes, I'm rolling silver ice
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| I stroke the baby on the back of the head, like a mother strokes a child
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| Ice melts in her throat, she is my baby ice
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| And phones are not available, just not to interfere
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| There are so many in my hands - Guacamole, I spill, but not Heinz
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| We watch porn with her, we lie in bed all day
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| I'm holding my hair from behind, babe doesn't ask to go for a walk
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| Wheels
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| Circles before eyes
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| Neck strap - Louie Vee
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| Hot Hollin Hill
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| I taught where you studied
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| Trust me and be quiet
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| Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels
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| It's a swag, it just so happened, calling Hot Wheels
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| Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels, Hot Wheels
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| She rolls up and down |