right I will never know But here goes nothing Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music Aston Martin music, music All night Aston Martin
m on another planet. Wat u think, girl I want it, I know you gonne let me have it, I'm on another planet, I'm on another planet. And i wont come down
I'm all about If I'm going out Who I'm chilling with, what I'm dealing with? Just cant, just cant handle it You're not my girl and I'm not your man
me I'm a space cowboy I'm a 21st century whoopee boy Ladies and gentlemen, Elvis 1990 I'm a space cowboy I'm a 21st century whoopee boy Embryo, UFO
, I pay for the clearance 'Cuz tomorrow ain't promised and my bank roll is burstin' Connects with Aston Martin I be the first in that prototype truck with the space
m still gettin mine No matter the year, no matter the place, no matter the time [Common] Check it, it's like I'm fightin for freedom, writin for freedom
their mistakes They watchin They plottin They be prayin for my downfall I'm still Risin To the top and I'm something like Muhammed in his prime and They
and use it good In and out your temple blood is squirting all out there I'm the urban legend you heard at your college dorm Jump out and squeeze your
the brawl Evil thoughts run deep in my brain I'm sick and deranged So picture the pain Flowing in my veins Yeah I'm sick I'm sicker then Hitler
Breathin' lungs, through the sonogram see the thumb So regardless, male or female, love either one G's and tons branched out, coped the ranch house To plan Martin, needed some space
inventors of worlds The intelligence of relevance and elegant pearls Pour like nectar from the lotus big bang opus in swirls Down the sweaty backs of hairyweave tracks and
me get high and get the munchies, girl Girls (When I'm 99, I'ma have me a woman that's fine) I like the girls (Make love and have a heart attack Cum
I'm gonna lie on my back An' you put your fingers down my mouth, right No, no, do it right, like, augh ugh I'm gonna do a Jimi Hendrix, eugh I'm gonna
, Bitch I'm cold not dude off Martin, Pockets just fat like the Clumps and Norbit, Bitch I'm fly like a magic carpet, And bitch I'm fresh like a pack
Harden Bitch I'm Cole Not Dude Off Martin Pockets Just Fat Like The Clumps and Norbit Bitch I'm Fly Like The Magic Carpet And Bitch I'm Fresh Like A Pack
(chorus) Hopped up out the bed turn my swagg on took a look in the mirror and said what's up(yeahhhhhhhh) i'm getting money(ohhhhhh)2x (
be helped up Snatch your rap belt up Blaze the tron, Eon the phenom I'm on par with rap czars Fascist dictators Dick Starbuck and I'm playin' Space