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Song: | Shit Happens |
Album: | Shit Happens | Genres: | |
Year: | | Length: | 182 sec |
Lyrics:
Yea,yea,yea,yea,yea,yea,yea,yea,yea Do shit feel like I won't ever make it home Drive fast, back home I got to get off of this road Foot on the gas I swear to god I'm in my zone Foot on the gas I can't stop I got tippy toes I got way too deep, gas up in my tank, trust me when I say nothings in my way Staying in my lane, fast car, race car games, this car in my name, drop top fuck the rain Running all red lights, skrting left go right, I know wrong go right, I'm on go tonight If I drive off the bridge, tell them that I live, my life like a kid, captain of my ship If I should lose control, my body and soul, I pray you would know which way to go This shit feel like I won't make it home Drive fast, back home I got to get off of this road Foot on the gas I swear to god I'm in my zone Foot on the gas I can't stop I got tippy toes Red light, green light, yellow light, green light, red light, green light, yellow light, green light, red light, green light, red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, stop, green light, go, yellow light, slow down, green light, oh no, red light, green light, yellow light, green light, red light, green light, yellow light, green light (Outro)
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