You dont really want to get involved in my life its kinda scary like a slurpee brain frezze, you dont really want to taste more than the first kiss,
Thanks to markb604@hotmail.com for these lyrics. If I'm not the crack of the cork Across the room like a four alarm And the shot in the arm Some kind
Hey mister I really like your daughter I'd like to eat her like ice cream, Maybe dip her in chocolate Hey mister on your way to work, In your Volvo
Sitting in an empty house On a simple chair in the corner Of an empty room, on a wooden floor With nothing between here And where I came from Except
you lie and cheat i might have to beat you you stab my back i might put the heat to you dont drag your feet you know you have to face me its not just
week rest after greekfest Jump in private jets just to sneak west Bet these calico shots rip through ya weak flesh [Chorus] Niggaz want it, now they get it Bitches on it, now they wit it Flooded up and custom
I may not seem your ideal when you look into my eyes I don't smoke, I don't tell jokes, I'm not the custom made size But baby let me take you out on the
a sign of the ages Markings on my mind Men at the crossroads At odds with an angry scab There can be no salvation There can be no rest Until all old customs
Diamonds and fast cars Money to burn I got my head in the clouds I got these thoughts to churn Got my feet in the sand I got a house on the hill I got
Diamonds and fast cars Money to burn I got my head in the clouds I got these thoughts to churn Got my feet in the sand I got a house on the hill
1000 years ago today we as two would be the same i'd fall for you customized relationships do you feel the same about your flirt with love and your certainty
custom paint you got Straight up outta magazine on the block Baby come to my shop, girl you safe around the way wid me Just watch how fast shawty goes
I'm not done Man, I'm the shit after its all said and done The one to cop one, come back for another one Quick fast, like rapid refund I'm the grrrrrrr
(feat. Cassidy) [Verse 1] I'm a hustler, I'm a hustler homey I got the product, narcotics for customers homey Feins open they be smoking like a muffler
, ego Risk worth taking risk worth leaving Seems i'm still afraid to promise Too big to stop too big to hold on Trade up for the fast ride Trade your
I bought a brand new airmobile, it was a custom made, it was a flightning deal. With a powerful motor and a hide away wing, push in on the button, you
I got the country buzzin Leave cats shocked, you know the crowd be jumpin On my pride it blows like a chemical combustion My real name's Dustin, I spit these customs
to my homies to show I got love, Dirtbikes and buggies and four wheel drives, I own my own jet, ah yo, I'm world wide, First class fast, take a trip
