3rd Eye Mafia - 1-1__2-2__3-3__4-4

1. 1 1, 2 2, 3 3, 4 4!
Run run! he got a gun, gun!
Wait?
We got more!

Strapped up
Stu-dio
Lookin like
A gun store

Gave a taste
Of the fast
Life
Now she want more!

Hundred on the dash
Ashes on my pants
Steering with one hand
Said She trust me, cuz I'm
The best pilot like Im Hans

Solo, and Grip the pistol
Like a cholo
In the Silverado
Low-low
Her ass bouncing like a
Po-go
She gone, shake it, like there's

No tomorrow!
She got a white Camaro, racing like she
Got it borrowed!
That could explain, the damages drift in the

Rain, cuz her tires bald
The guns, yeah she likes em all
New cameras, that I got installed
And they still trying to break in
Callin!
1 .1 1, 2 2 ,3 3, 4 4!
Run run!, he got a gun, gun!
Wait?
We got more!

Strapped up
Stu-dio
Lookin like
A gun store

Gave a taste
Of the fast
Life
Now she want more!

Written by:
Lil Gzus

Publisher:
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