Just Drive - Swamp Thing: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Just Drive

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Hip-Hop

Just Drive adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak URBNET Communications Inc./Fontana North tarafından 31 Ekim 2019 tarihinde yayınlandıCherry Mongoose

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümCherry Mongoose

Çıkış Tarihi31 Ekim 2019

FirmaURBNET Communications Inc./Fontana North

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM86

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Swamp Thing

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tim Wallace

Songwriter

Paul DeFrancesco

Paul DeFrancesco

Songwriter

Justin Lepine

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Savilion

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

Jump in the back mutherfucker just drive

pumping the gas and we out to get live

swamp thing arrive mutherfucker just ride

Eh yo I m up in the evening and I’m peelin to burn

Jump in the buick cas I’m feeling concern

Slap out of park run that shit over curbs

Fuckin twin turbo single blast for the birds

Billy ocean in the tape deck

gloves fitted to my fingers like it’s latex

Wearing spikes doing 100 on the turnpike

Moving so fast the spliff won’t even burn right

Uh diesel don on weasels lawn

Leaving tire tracks till the whole veegs is gone

Danny tan with the raybands god

Drivin though the streets of San Fran with an apron on

Jump in the back mutherfucker just drive

pumping the gas and we out to get live

swamp thing arrive mutherfucker just ride

vehicular manslaughter get with

gawds hot rods bras thrown on the stage

raw octane more smoke from the flames

burn it up mad rubber watch em blow you out the frame

we be the dudes with the swayze doos

crazy car chase move get the fuck out the way

when we ruck through smooth on the gear shift

zip tie abduct boozing on a cruise ship

computer go beep bloop

in my bat cave chopping loops cathode ray tube

night rider whip flying on the highway shit

going 290 nobody surviving this

Jump in the back mutherfucker just drive

pumping the gas and we out to get live

swamp thing arrive mutherfucker just ride

Dice in the mirror bugs in the grill again.

Take the blades for spin thats a ceiling fan.

Militant killin it I don’t feel ya fam.

Rhymes is a drug sold pure by the milligram.

Fuck your feathers ima ruffle those.

When the muffler blows green smoke catch a couple tokes.

Dusty roads take me home to the bungalow.

Humungous flows Kick the dick off a Buffalo

Running low on the Cherry coke

Bump Hair metal karaoke in the stereo.

Tear the roof off bet your wig’ll flip.

Win win when the wind whips through your finger tips.

Eh yo I m up in the evening and I’m peelin to burn

Jump in the buick cas I’m feeling concern

Slap out of park run that shit over curbs

Fuckin twin turbo single blast for the birds

Billy ocean in the tape deck

gloves fitted to my fingers like it’s latex

Wearing spikes doing 100 on the turnpike

Moving so fast the spliff won’t even burn right

Uh diesel don on weasels lawn

Leaving tire tracks till the whole veegs is gone

Danny tan with the raybands god

Drivin though the streets of San Fran with an apron on

Written by: Justin Lepine, Paul DeFrancesco, Tim Wallace

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