traffic tickets get me down make me feel like i'm a clown speed limit, 25 no left turn i'm in a hurry see the light see the fine we're the ones that you
Neefy scrabble like Vick at the Tech From 40 yards away oh shit he can catch Like bikini wax how they stick to his chest I make the traffic come out
: (Cole Porter) Like the beat beat beat of the tom tom When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock As it stands against
: Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock As it stands against the wall Like
butcher knife Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about Why don't she wait till he sleeps then take him out How many times will I sit in a hot car? Traffic
I need has no substitute So I'd run a thousand miles just to be with you Just to be with you Just to be with you You make your way through the traffic
tailor made nightmare" Traffic is backed up for miles Attendants welcome you with devilish smiles Steady...steady... Have your tickets ready Steady...
: (by Cole Porter) Like the beat beat beat of the tom tom When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock As it stands against
horrorshow Moloko mesto Cocaine running through the veins of our system Crack heads, stones burned, one way ticket, no return Drug cartels and traffic
the City Attorney's office, press 3. To check the amount due on a parking ticket, press 4. If you believe you are ticketed in error because your disabled
: (Cole Porter) Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock As it stands against
: Crosstown traffic Black to black You should a seen 'er Long and winding road to the arena Crystal ball I prophesized What was on the horizon
Acres Your tailor made nightmare" Traffic is backed up for miles Attendants welcome you with devilish smiles Steady ... steady ... Have your tickets ready
feelings get hurt Gorilla poke swangers all up under the skirt First place in the car show in the back getting slurped I step on the dirt and stop traffic
: When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the eye of the clock As it's standing against the wall Like the drip drip drip of the rain
my throat and hits my tonsils I look up to throw up the blocc I'm to' up and can't be held responsible Three strikes giving up life for traffic tickets
I gonna get outta here? I'm thinking outta here. When am I gonna get outta here? And when will I cash in my lottery ticket, and bury my past with my