I Work on My Truck - Buddy Brown

Well, it'll just get you down If you let life get to you Cause everybody's saying something None of it's true Well, I just don't care When them times get hard Cause I got everything I need Right out in my yard I love my truck She's right outside I ain't got much love But I sure got a ride It don't matter who lived It don't matter who lied I got my truck right by my side You got Sally and you got Sue And I got a Chevrolet She takes me home after work Don't ever miss a day She don't care what I am She don't care what I ain't But she ain't no cheap pickup She just needs a couple coats of paint I love my truck She's right outside I ain't got much love But I sure got a ride It don't matter who lived It don't matter who lied I got my truck right by my side Yeah She don't care If I don't work a lick She'll start every time If the choke don't stick I know that she will Never doubt me Cause she never leaves home Without me I love my truck She's right outside I ain't got much love But I sure got a ride It don't matter who lived It don't matter who lied I got my truck right by my side I got my truck right by my side, yeah I got my truck right by my side

Ты не поймешь тут слов, hoe Это точно не любовь, воу Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Все это без лишних чувств, е Не ощущается пульс, нет Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Ты не поймешь тут слов, hoe Это точно не любовь, воу Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Все это без лишних чувств, е Не ощущается пульс, нет Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Блокнул broke'ов Они теперь не со мной Ведь мне уже все равно Им было выгодно, но Выгоды не было как таковой Чё с головой? Хватит в чате писать голосовом Я не отвечу тебе, ты же pussy boy Я не отвечу в лс, там и так засор Нет, не вижу свет Вижу какую-то суку во сне Она на приколе Пытается затроллить Красные глаза, у нее вообще не выходит Туман в голове Густой дым в моей комнате Не за горами успех Ты не поймешь тут слов, hoe Это точно не любовь, воу Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Все это без лишних чувств, е Не ощущается пульс, нет Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Ты не поймешь тут слов, hoe Это точно не любовь, воу Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Все это без лишних чувств, е Не ощущается пульс, нет Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Не осознал, когда упал назад Весь мир перевернулся на глазах И если раньше стоя в розовых очках Отрицал всю фальшь, что же делать дальше, я не знаю Smoking kills, пачка улетит сразу Work on this, остановишь — избавлюсь Give me kiss, bae, знаю это заразно Тут так опасно Ты не поймешь тут слов, hoe Это точно не любовь, воу Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Все это без лишних чувств, е Не ощущается пульс, нет Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Ты не поймешь тут слов, hoe Это точно не любовь, воу Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я Все это без лишних чувств, е Не ощущается пульс, нет Они все хотят меня, я Они все хотят обнять, я

You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan's You can say you hate me You can call me crazy but Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my V8 engine with the windows tinted Boy we came from the bottom got it out the mud Whole block jumping cause the subs stay hitting If they roll up on me know I keep one tucked Woo Tell them boys come and get me I be riddin' through the city Young rich and I'm pretty Homie don't get it twisted Keep a sip in the hemi Red cup full of Henny My hittas comes in plenties For real You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan's You can say you hate me You can call me crazy but Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my Wood grain dash with the matte black finish And it match my shawty with the big ol' butt Know them boys soft cause they got hard feelings You can try me if you wanna go test your luck Woo Tell them boys come and get me I be riddin' through the city Young rich and I'm pretty Homie don't get it twisted Keep a sip in the hemi Red cup full of Henny My hittas comes in plenties For real You can drink my liquor You can call my lady You can take my money You can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan's You can say you hate me You can call me crazy but Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Skerrrerrrurrree Skerrrerrrurrree Don't touch my truck Don't touch my truck ah ah ah ah ah Don't touch my truck

Oh willkommen, willkommen Willkommen Sonnenschein Wir packen unsre sieben Sachen in den Flieger rein Ja wir kommen, wir kommen, wir kommen Macht euch bereit Reif für die Insel Sommer, Sonne, Strand und Zärtlichkeit Raus aus dem Regen, ins Leben Ab in den Süden, der Sonne entgegen Was erleben, einen heben Und dann Bikinis erleben Jetzt kommt es dick, Mann Ich rette den Tag, ich sag' Ab geht die Party und die Party geht ab Und ich sag' Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Ja ich sag' Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Sommer, Sonne, Sonnenschein Sommer, Sonne, Sonnenschein Sommer, Sonne, Sonnenschein Sommer, Sonne, Sonnenschein Sommer, Sonne Sommer, Sonne Sommer, Sommer, So-so-so- Oh, wir kommen, wir kommen Wir kommen Sonnenschein Den ganzen Tag am Strand Zieh'n wir uns die Melonen rein Ja Tequila, Tequila, Tequila, Wonderbra Und heute Nacht machen wir noch die ganze Insel klar Raus aus dem Regen, ins Leben Ab in den Süden, der Sonne entgegen Was erleben, einen heben Und dann Bikinis erleben Jetzt kommt es dick, Mann Ich rette den Tag, ich sag' Ab geht die Party und die Party geht ab Und ich sag' Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht Ja ich sag' Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? One, two, two Two, two, two Two, three, three Three, three Three, four, four Four, four, fo-four Four, three, two, one One, two, two Two, two, two Two, three, three, three Three, four, four Four, three One, two, three, four Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Ja ich sag' Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Ja ich sag' Ey, ab in den Süden Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Der Sonne hinterher Ey jo, was geht? Na, nananananana Na, nananana Na, nananananana Na, nananana

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You was in the club at cabin That was just last weekend Now you locked up in the pen Real niggas always link up in the end Now I'm in the studio rappin' Yeah I'm just rappin' with my friends You know how it is, how it goes Real niggas always link up in the end Real niggas always link up in the end Real niggas always link up in the... Ayy (Haha) We can do whatever, nigga Whatever's clever, nigga, Know we way ahead of niggas They always rappin' like They tryin' to be better than you But it's evident they'll never Bbe the president, I'm tellin' you I deserve a medal, nigga Just to cop at a condom at 7-Eleven 'Cause I'm better than that, And I'm tellin' you that These bitches, these bitches, These bitches, these bitches These bitches givin' it up, Let's keep it a buck My heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tucked My heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tucked My heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it... My niggas not givin' a fuck, Let's keep it a buck My heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tucked My heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it tucked My heart like a key in the truck, I'm keepin' it, keepin' it Amazon Prime for the fast track, yeah Niggas in the hood tryna grab that, yeah Follow the track before you add that, yeah I don't need a confirmation To tell 'em that I'ma smash that You can get stuck out in traffic Even when you're in your own lane Gettin' money like Bruce So I guess I'm a slave to my own Wayne Hoes dance to the soul of they own train Wanna blow me down like Coltrane Or match with the king of the hill Like propane Baby got nerve on her like Cobain Even when I spill game, Bet you that I won't stain up You was in the club at cabin That was just last weekend Now you locked up in the pen Real niggas always link up in the end Now I'm in the studio trappin' Yeah I'm just rappin' with my friends You know how it is, how it goes Real niggas always link up in the end Real niggas always link up in the end Real niggas always link up in the... This feels like nothin' But everything at the same time Same trouble in the grave, I'm napalm bomb Every time make love You may say I'm a little bit out of my mind, I don't mind I don't be racin' for time, I'm alive I lift a lot, a liquid drop Love gives a sentence, Stitch the block Since an infant, my intent senses witness, Vivid Shit I shouldn't be dealin' with it But it's killin' it My third trip, am I trill enough for the trilogy? Truck in the path and you trippin' I'm finna go chat with the I-10, bye ten Even Benjamin Banneker be fuckin' up the math, I... Alright, that's all I wrote You was in the club at cabin That was just last weekend Now you locked up in the pen Real niggas always link up in the end Now I'm in the studio trappin' Yeah I'm just rappin' with my friends You know how it is, how it goes Real niggas always link up in the end Real niggas always link up in the end Real niggas always link up in the...