- Aries racecar 歌詞
- Aries
- Oh yeah, oh yeah
She said I hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need race car, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none (Have none), dollar billies (Have none)
(One time, oh West Side)
She said I hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need race car, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
Run- bag, run, **** your feelings, I detach them
Wonder why I had them, with her bad lungs
Running back to 'em, keep coming back if I hadn't known
Aren't you tired of running�
Never understand why, probably just a habit
She run it till the cash come, wonder what happened
Busy on the inside, why ain't got the answer
Why ain't got hands, I don't got answer
You and your friends, wherever the bands tucked, then-
She said I hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need race car, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none
Dollar billies in my bag, run- bag, run
**** your feelings, I de-
Pilot, I've gone high, parachute, this my first
If we land in quicksand, tell him too, I might die
Body-bagged, probably glad, had that price on my head
Took her hand in July, couple months, fall again
Hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need race car, top down like my ceiling
I don't have none, have none
Yeah, yeah
She said I hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need race car, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
Run- bag, run, **** your feelings, I de-
Oh, West Side
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