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lirik lagu ron delorean - mission himpossible

[verse 1: ss jack]
yeah, i got it out the bog in north east
but we actin’ southern
our green tractor ain’t no tractor
yeah, that sh~t be burnin’ rubber
lambo~colored camo
on the run like rambo undercover
b~tches’ ass bounce like it’s flubber
driftin’ in the bogs with all the dogs
icy frozen just like i’m a tundra, yeah

[verse 2: ron delorean]
my mind is in a jumble ’cause i’m eating all the mushrooms
i been feelin’ like rapunzel, i could play up in a puddle
i be leavin’ on a shuttle, on the double, i’ll hit the shuffle
get lost up in the jungle, blow a hundred bubbles
drinking 40’s out of funnels, you can see us from the hubblе
we be undercovеr, dressin’ as your uncle
so if you wanna tussle, it would be a struggle to recover
best go get your mother
when you hear my engine rumble like some thunder (take cover)
i’ll spread you like some b~tter
sauté you like some onions
we’ll serve it to your cousin
and we’ll swerve off in that cutlass
swerve off in that cutlass
swerve off in that cutlass
(remember the escape route!)

[verse 3: ss jack]
(yeah)
playin’ chess, you playin’ checkers
you already up in the blunt
yeah, i see in blue
all i talk is hundreds
smith & wesson goin’ dummy
recoil like a bunny
cutlass always muddy
wrist is flooded
b~tches can look, but there ain’t no touchin’
call me rango the way i k!ll ’em with one bullet
last one munchin’ the way that bullet hit his stomach

[verse 4: ron delorean]
(stick to our plans boys, cops are everywhere—you’re their top priority)
stole a whip from barrett~jackson
sold it quick, didn’t wax it
mad designer—i’m mismatching
i refined that classic fashion
i be fastened with them gadgets
i’m stackin’ like an atlas
i be smokin’ like a ratchet
on this potent that i’m rappin’
i want that car with them rims
we can park it at the crib
make you drool—you need a bib
keep my cool as we go in
i want them shoes for that fit
them people fools—we them kids
skippin’ school to smoke a spliff
see you at noon, i’m sleepin’ in (uh!)

[verse 5: ss jack]
two l’s make a win
no fuss ’bout the kid
his light turnin’ dim
shot straight to his brim
999 sh~t—yeah, we takin’ off all his limbs
pendant ’round my neck sayin’ that i’m him

[hook/bridge: ron delorean]
i want that car with them rims
we can park it at the crib
make you drool—you need a bib
keep my cool as we go in
i want them shoes for that fit
them people fools—we them kids
skippin’ school to smoke a spliff
see you at noon, i’m sleepin’ in
[verse 6: ss jack]
on sight
i might even have duel up in the crib
serve ‘em up just like a texan—matchin’ ribs

[verse 7: ron delorean]
(alright, listen up—we don’t have much time)
yeah, i ride the el camino
and i dress like al pacino
as i walk in that casino
we be hot like jalapeños
i don’t drive no red torino
keep a glock inside my peacoat
hear a knock and check that peephole
you don’t really know what we know

got these chickens in the coupe
with the vinyl on the roof
rollin’ blunts and playin’ blues
we night owls—who are you?
catch a tag like scooby~doo
grab a towel—clean~up crew
frozone with that super suit
and clark kent when i hit the booth

[verse 8: ss jack]
all i talk is hundreds
smith & wesson goin’ dummy
recoil like a bunny
wrist is flooded
b~tches can look
but there ain’t no touchin’
call me rango the way i k!ll ’em with one bullet
last one munchin’ the way that bullet hit his stomach

[outro: ron delorean]
best go get your mother
when you hear my engine rumble like some thunder (take cover)
i’ll spread you like some b~tter
sauté you like some onions
we’ll serve it to your cousin
and we’ll swerve off in that cutlass
swerve off in that cutlass
swerve off in that cutlass

(f~ck you and your mother.)

- lirik lagu ron delorean

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