Lyrics Mean Joe - Camp Lo

Mean Joe

Ball busters, black busters
Black busters cost us his gold mustard
Buster move a relay, rolling us for replay
Do a dime I do not flash, the beam is on the freeway
Fifty car stretch, never worry bout no other clique
Keep the car mark, we wanna lot a Gordo mist
Can’t stand here too long, gotta get our groove on
And transmit the lutron’s, and transit and groove on
Like the lightning bolt, painted on the hood
Elevated tires, duele pipes on the back shooting fire
Am I the mad man that took down Bugsy and Mad Max
And send a snapchat to a Mad Max
Motorcycle my lesson, the malatorse won’t miss yuh
Mad Max policks us, save inside of the twister
Push them off the road and keep the Urban coming
Tell 'em I ain’t reach reach, and imma bird coming
Blindfolded, vision vary over softer name
Fettuccini, when doors screaming life, murder some’n
Can I get a Bronx cheer for all a di squares here
Flip a ace of spade for Terry, I deck of haters
I get on your marks, rev your engines
Cause I buss a load a mark hinchman
Got your name under lynch hang men
They keep it dangling, under the umbrella put that penguin
I move to the shoulder, a golden gatlin
All around the world and back
We’d a had a lot a place
A lot of sage, it’s a lot of teachers
Lot of haters, Carlos back to back
I could resit if you were misses
Over engines, Chevy saw the cherry charging
No rags and estimate tracks, we call it convoy noise
Four five drop dead, coop crook toys
A cold beaver cut, Eva long glorious
Old geyser fonzarelli, get the geyser feet in numb
Follow by heat seekers, they want some
Cheaper, keeper, heater, fire and time bomb, retire them
And if they fire back, we back draft to Rome
Candles, vandals in LA and lost rangers