Ten shots and some time to kill and
Last night I made a big connection
A wet job in a White Seville
Is gonna put us in the right direction
Word is bond that the Brighton Bombers
And the Bergen Dons ain't gettin along
These dudes'll snap at the drop of a hat
It's like
Now they wanna party
Now they wanna catch a body
Ya better watch your stinger
We'll put the droptop through the ringer baby
Ya feel the miles go quicker
When ya roll with Picasso Trigger baby
Cause you are the only one I want
Cause you are the only one I want
I'm getting stoked as the day I woke
We gonna whistle clean to the sunset
They out they're minds and they runnin blind
And ain't nobody even seen the guns yet
Whatever shot they had at leavin alive
That ship is on to dawn and gone with the tide
And you know
I feelin like takin a ride
So clip the dough
On the visor
Good to go yeah?
Ay ya ya ya!
Ya better watch your stinger
We'll put the droptop through the ringer baby
Ya feel the miles go quicker
When ya roll with Picasso Trigger baby
Cause you are the only one I want
Cause you are the only one I want
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