I miss the days when cars had a little fucking class, you know?
Look at those lines
Fuckin
Seen 300ds w/ 4-500k, the 240ds , slow as molasses in January, benzo always have the best heat and big seats
I told her to stay away from those aftermarket bad boys with their airbrushes and blowtorches, no she wouldn’t listen.
That’s before the scoundrels drew her in your back alley hoopty mills, she never needed anything than love and a waxing
She’s born perfect, top ten all time for lines
It’s a shitstorm of shit everywhere, what does a city housing authority, international shipping, the state department and Interpol have in common?
Same shit.
Where’s the wrap party anyway?
Listen to the tracks