Black Kids - I Wanna Be Your Limousine Lyrics
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I Wanna Be Your Limousine
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What Are The Lyrics For I Wanna Be Your Limousine By Black Kids?
If your mother had her druthers
Won't be riding with another rolling stone If these bitches had three wishes, You'd be busted up with stitches comatose With a broken nose I wanna be your limousine Are you diggin' what I mean? I wanna be your limousine Sick and sick, let's split the scene These pretty boys all call you "poison" But we never let those boys in Tit for tat It's unexciting, all the fighting All these suckers always biting Where it's at I wanna be your limousine Are you diggin' what I mean? I wanna be your limousine Sick and sick, let's split the scene Oh, you shake me like a coup I feel I don't know what to do You're just a child You'd say "sike-naw" to an outlaw It's like sparring with a southpaw Swinging wild Oh my God... I wanna be your limousine Are you diggin' what I mean? I wanna be your limousine Sick and sick, let's split the scene Oh shit. Oh ee oh, oh oh Oh ee oh, oh oh Oh ee oh, oh oh Oh ee oh, oh oh'' (repeat in background until fade) I wanna be your limousine Are you diggin' what I mean? I wanna be your limousine Sick and sick, let's split the scene |
Who Wrote I Wanna Be Your Limousine By Black Kids?
Ali Youngblood, Dawn Watley, Kevin Snow, Owen Holmes, Reginald Youngblood
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What's The Duration Of The I Wanna Be Your Limousine By Black Kids?The duration of I Wanna Be Your Limousine is 3:16 minutes and seconds. |
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