Field Mob şarkı sözleri

Now everybody smoke but I be higher than the birds go My donk got big feet I'm drivin on the dirt floNaw this ain't ya average old school My paint (change faster) than the (cast of Road Rules) My tires is skinny the rims wide and swole My sound system like ya (life) I got the (highs and lows) Ya hear me comin I'll give you time to hide ya hoes Be five minutes before ya see me cause I'm drivin slow Fresher than potpourri be betcha I'm smokin freely Leather with oak and TVs matchin my spokes and peet me (??) Slow motion like a blimp I glide And I didn't need (Xzibit) to "Pimp My Ride"

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Light Poles and Pine Trees