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Song: | Mutha Fukka on a Motorcycle |
Album: | Bring It On | Genres: | |
Year: | | Length: | 140 sec |
Lyrics:
I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(She's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(She's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(She's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(Yeah, she's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Well my pills are white, the leather's black
My chick grips tight to my mutha fukkin' back
Oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
Oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(Yeah, she's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Oh-oh-oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(Yeah she's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Oh I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(She's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
I'm a hard hallucinator with an axe to grind
Shootin' from the hip like a porcupine
I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(She's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
I like to get drunk, I like to get high
I love it when the crowd goes off
I like to get drunk, I like to get high
I love it when the crowd goes off
I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(She's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(Yeah, she's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Oh-oh-oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(Yeah, she's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)
Oh, I'm a mutha fukka on a motorcycle
(She's a mutha fukka on a motorcycle)