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GO! Lyrics - Artist : Chris Webby
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Yeah Aye Yeah I'm in my own lane So I'm never in the wrong I grated it like shredded Parmesan What you on? I hop up in the car And I vroom vroom gone With the engine roarin They feel the nitro when I put the button on I be hotter than a mothafucka like the oven on They call me in the hood when the check light on It's only right that I shine when there's something wrong I grooved it I'm well off to say Move bitch get out the way I'm Ludacris, I throw my humorous And get an elbow to the face And I won't go buggin Oh so sudden P-pump it up like I know Joe Budden Tuck my gun in Po po runnin' In a go kart like a hobo comin' I'm in a jet You in a cab I'm moving faster like Simba dad You wanna be down with the ADHD Cause you wanna be a winner bad You want the success that I'm finna have And I'm in it fast Can't count all the mouths I have Like I slept with Stacy I did the dash I'm a dark skin nigga don't forget the flash Take a pic M.O.V.E out the way Did 100 on the dash board (Yellow with the green coat) Don't try me S.T.A.Y out my way Go go go go go go faster Go fa-fa-fa-fa What you talking bout Move bitch get out the way In a Fiat with the speed I don't care what the GPS say (I don't care) Bitch make my day Gone make me smoke Put the rubber to the asphalt G.O. vroom vroom go! When Webs in the booth better get a thesaurus My engine got better performance If we bumping heads like a pachycephalosaurus I kill em like Kenny McCormick They never before us Yeah we got the lead Bakin' it wit macaroni and cheese Flying a V like Canadian geese And they don't want none of the ADHD gang Can't keep up with my car rides View the road and I'm all eyes First person like Far Cry Never crash on those hard drives Got a full booth with that golden Mushroom that I'm holdin When I pull the star out They'll be stalled out Y'all gone think that the whole game frozen Bitch better blow that cartridge N64 metaphors y'all just talkin And about shit wack artists Just a bunch of Oscar the Grouch mothafuckas y'all garbage Yeah they gonna Slow the fuck Slow the fuck Slow the fuck down Hold em up Hold em up Hold em up bow Swerve in the fast lane Take over the rap game (Bang) Let me show em all how ow M.O.V.E out the way Did 100 on the dash board (Yellow with the green coat) Don't try me S.T.A.Y out my way Go go go go go go faster Go fa-fa-fa-fa What you talking bout Move bitch get out the way In a Fiat with the speed I don't care what the GPS say (I don't care) Bitch make my day Gone make me smoke Put the rubber to the asphalt G.O. vroom vroom go! Here we go! |
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