| 816 Boyz!
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| Ain’t we sick boy?
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| All gas
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| No brakes
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| All ass
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| Gon shake
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| We gon do it, do it
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| We gon do it, do it
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| We gon do it, do it, do it
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| I’m tryna get tall (so tall)
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| I don’t remember
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| Same as day n cold (so cold)
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| Calling December
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| Wanna get at ya so I’m acting like I’m shy
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| Then I’m grabbing your (armways), you try to walk by
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| (How you doing?)
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| Bought a couple of shots of Patrone
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| Hands all over me, won’t leave me alone
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| (Green light!)
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| Now I think I might take her home
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| One more shot in the bottle
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| Got my liquor weed gone (Hey!)
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| Now we in whip on the way
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| Told her I got a blind boat and you can know where I’ll stay
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| I was until, she the same way
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| She said «I'm ready for you to kill it»
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| I’m like okay! |
| (Okay!)
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| Got it right there in car
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| Club around the corner
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| We don’t have to go far
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| Gave it up easy, cause she know I’m a star
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| All gas no brakes, I ain’t talking bout my car
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| All gas
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| No brakes
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| All ass
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| Gon shake
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| We gon do it, do it
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| We gon do it, do it
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| We gon do it, do it, do it
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| I gotta rough Carabou Lou
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| You can guess what’s next
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| If you didn’t know that I’m the bunk rock king
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| Let’s bet, that homie I’m bout to get it, get it
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| Straight to the mall and hit it, split it
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| Stroll that dough and wants to find now
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| She split it, with it
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| I was all gas, no brakes
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| Kutty Cal gave her something
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| She prolly didn’t want to taste
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| So I told her, mama give it just a second
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| Then it prolly won’t be so
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| Until I hit her with the flex again
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| Then I’m screaming «Oh!»
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| Give it her cricket if you’re with it
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| And pure wicked, you gonna get just a sure ticket
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| stick it
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| N9ne has got your bodily, fine is what you gotta be
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| Vaginas were comradery, cause I’m a hot commodity
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| I am such an animal, I am not a human being
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| I just want my antidote, wrapping her whore like it’s screw between
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| I don’t give a damn if it is black or european
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| Pumping the gas, her ass, she for shoulda cream
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| All gas
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| No brakes
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| All ass
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| Gon shake
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| We gon do it, do it
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| We gon do it, do it
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| We gon do it, do it, do it
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| Yep baby got a nice face
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| Big booty and a tight waist
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| And if I tip her, she might shake
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| That booty up in my face |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All Gas No Brakes , by - Krizz Kaliko. Song from the album Shock Treatment, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп