Car Song (feat. Santigold) Lyrics
| Song | Car Song (feat. Santigold) |
| Artist | Spank Rock |
| Album | Everything Is Boring and Everyone Is a Fucking Liar |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Let's make this money like Olsons | |
| Well, more like Big or Orson Welles | |
| Real nigger with stories to tell | |
| 106 got souls for sale | |
| Hasids on my kosher dill | |
| I took New York like Cloverfield | |
| Now I want to go west (Like Kanye?) | |
| I was thinking more Cornell | |
| Groupies throw their goodies like | |
| Pennies down the wishing well | |
| Think they know me cause they saw me | |
| With my dick out in the Sofitel | |
| Bless my mic and hold it well | |
| Bitch come be my Vicki Vale | |
| The only PG thing ‘bout me is Tofer | |
| Fuck the world for real | |
| How hip hop dying | |
| I ain't lying stiff | |
| Though I've been sick for years | |
| These niggers just don't wanna take it there | |
| Stop for a few years just to make it fair | |
| But why when I got ‘em up in the club | |
| Like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| (Santigold) | |
| Who's got the keys to my car | |
| I don't know, I don't know | |
| I want to be where you are | |
| I know, I know, I know | |
| Take my picture | |
| I make it rain till the soil gets richer | |
| Till the seeds rupture and reach their | |
| Bloom and flaunt their features | |
| You ain't no star | |
| We don't really care who you are | |
| Just two tits out a bra | |
| Just two lips on my balls | |
| Boo bitch you stripped for a blog? | |
| Everybody wants to get into | |
| A scene to be seen | |
| Don't want to contribute | |
| All for themselves | |
| Won't pay tribute | |
| Me? I'm too strong | |
| You need to dilute | |
| I see you | |
| You roll on through | |
| Go save yourself | |
| Can't save me too | |
| Repent at the gates but until I do | |
| I'ma do me, you go and do you | |
| (Santigold) | |
| I want to see how far | |
| Go till the road gets dark | |
| Chasing the lines on tar | |
| Till I am where you are | |
| Who's got the keys to my car | |
| I don't know, I don't know | |
| I want to be where you are | |
| I know, I know, I know |
| Let' s make this money like Olsons | |
| Well, more like Big or Orson Welles | |
| Real nigger with stories to tell | |
| 106 got souls for sale | |
| Hasids on my kosher dill | |
| I took New York like Cloverfield | |
| Now I want to go west Like Kanye? | |
| I was thinking more Cornell | |
| Groupies throw their goodies like | |
| Pennies down the wishing well | |
| Think they know me cause they saw me | |
| With my dick out in the Sofitel | |
| Bless my mic and hold it well | |
| Bitch come be my Vicki Vale | |
| The only PG thing ' bout me is Tofer | |
| Fuck the world for real | |
| How hip hop dying | |
| I ain' t lying stiff | |
| Though I' ve been sick for years | |
| These niggers just don' t wanna take it there | |
| Stop for a few years just to make it fair | |
| But why when I got ' em up in the club | |
| Like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Santigold | |
| Who' s got the keys to my car | |
| I don' t know, I don' t know | |
| I want to be where you are | |
| I know, I know, I know | |
| Take my picture | |
| I make it rain till the soil gets richer | |
| Till the seeds rupture and reach their | |
| Bloom and flaunt their features | |
| You ain' t no star | |
| We don' t really care who you are | |
| Just two tits out a bra | |
| Just two lips on my balls | |
| Boo bitch you stripped for a blog? | |
| Everybody wants to get into | |
| A scene to be seen | |
| Don' t want to contribute | |
| All for themselves | |
| Won' t pay tribute | |
| Me? I' m too strong | |
| You need to dilute | |
| I see you | |
| You roll on through | |
| Go save yourself | |
| Can' t save me too | |
| Repent at the gates but until I do | |
| I' ma do me, you go and do you | |
| Santigold | |
| I want to see how far | |
| Go till the road gets dark | |
| Chasing the lines on tar | |
| Till I am where you are | |
| Who' s got the keys to my car | |
| I don' t know, I don' t know | |
| I want to be where you are | |
| I know, I know, I know |
| Let' s make this money like Olsons | |
| Well, more like Big or Orson Welles | |
| Real nigger with stories to tell | |
| 106 got souls for sale | |
| Hasids on my kosher dill | |
| I took New York like Cloverfield | |
| Now I want to go west Like Kanye? | |
| I was thinking more Cornell | |
| Groupies throw their goodies like | |
| Pennies down the wishing well | |
| Think they know me cause they saw me | |
| With my dick out in the Sofitel | |
| Bless my mic and hold it well | |
| Bitch come be my Vicki Vale | |
| The only PG thing ' bout me is Tofer | |
| Fuck the world for real | |
| How hip hop dying | |
| I ain' t lying stiff | |
| Though I' ve been sick for years | |
| These niggers just don' t wanna take it there | |
| Stop for a few years just to make it fair | |
| But why when I got ' em up in the club | |
| Like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Santigold | |
| Who' s got the keys to my car | |
| I don' t know, I don' t know | |
| I want to be where you are | |
| I know, I know, I know | |
| Take my picture | |
| I make it rain till the soil gets richer | |
| Till the seeds rupture and reach their | |
| Bloom and flaunt their features | |
| You ain' t no star | |
| We don' t really care who you are | |
| Just two tits out a bra | |
| Just two lips on my balls | |
| Boo bitch you stripped for a blog? | |
| Everybody wants to get into | |
| A scene to be seen | |
| Don' t want to contribute | |
| All for themselves | |
| Won' t pay tribute | |
| Me? I' m too strong | |
| You need to dilute | |
| I see you | |
| You roll on through | |
| Go save yourself | |
| Can' t save me too | |
| Repent at the gates but until I do | |
| I' ma do me, you go and do you | |
| Santigold | |
| I want to see how far | |
| Go till the road gets dark | |
| Chasing the lines on tar | |
| Till I am where you are | |
| Who' s got the keys to my car | |
| I don' t know, I don' t know | |
| I want to be where you are | |
| I know, I know, I know |
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