Letras:
Banda Shift

When through the roar of his engine he heard somebody shout "Stand on it, come on boy, stand on it" Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but

with the band let's get on top and let me see it though Wait not in here we outta here jump in my vehicle Camaro long shift She just tryin to fit comfortably

Play C-3, let the song protest The plates begin to shift Perfect lefts come rolling in I was alone and far away When I heard the band start playing

're happy here In a happy house Oh this is fun These are angel eyes Nights ends so much quicker than the days did Same pose, are you ready for your day shift

rain, rain Till the sun come out A nigga playin', playin' We make the guns come out Now, my question is Who they gonna blame When I'm back number one on the Billboard again Shit, shift

1: im a grime kid i might conquer another genre im fonder but dere aint nuffin like dis from my ????? its got alot stronger but logans' still workin the night shift

rockers When I carry the ball, I stay be-hind my blockers I move swift, I needs no lift I don't have to riff because I shift the gift and now my name

do the town on Friday, by Tuesday, it's all spent Two bucks an hour, this job ain't too hip My love life's turning sour working the night shift It's

been released I will be rolling on, I will be rolling on . . . Well I know that drill, I know it all too well Starts like a lonely voice And shifts