Bars Rip T

[Intro] I got bars bars fuckin’ cars Aeroplanes deep massage Bars bars fire fire Tell your girl I won’t retire [Chorus] I got bars bars fuckin’ cars Aeroplanes deep massage Bars bars fire fire Tell your girl I won’t retire Woo Here I am Flyin’ down the street like Superman And I won’t do it but my best friend can C N.C. I won’t do it but my best friend can [Verse 1] Got them blue jeans got them at Costco She hates that blue cheese but loves tobasco But everybody knows that I’m your boss yo But everybody knows that I’m the boss though He know I’m gonna write the words I’m gonna play the strings And don’t forget I still fuckin’ sing Even on the street I was a fuckin’ king C                            N.C. Even on the street I was a fuckin’ king [Chorus] I got bars bars fuckin’ cars Aeroplanes deep massage Bars bars fire fire Tell your girl I won’t retire [Verse 2] Woo-hoo Tokyo Driftin’ down the street in my sleep go roll Rollin’ down my window I’ll let everybody know That I bought this car with my puff as dough Yeah my best friends don’t need a wine glass They love the goon sack up here it’s all class But everybody knows that they can shake their ass But everybody knows that they can shake their ass [Chorus] I got bars bars fuckin’ cars Aeroplanes deep massage Bars bars fire fire Tell your girl I won’t retire [Verse 3] I got a feelin’ I’ll be fine left it all behind In the house up in the hill that I once called mine I left the keys in the van from sixty-nine ’Til the motherfuckin’ madhouse (Empty) Bars       N.C. I got bitches Bitches N.C. Bitches And I got [Chorus] I got bars bars fuckin’ cars Aeroplanes deep massage Bars bars fire fire Tell your girl I won’t retire Woo Here I am Flyin’ down the street like Superman And I won’t do it but my best friend can I won’t do it but my best friend can [Outro] C N.C. R.IP. to the beat We miss you so much we love you too