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Mauwin' Down Maui
Rollin' through the gears
with my friend's friend, Holly.
Panigale haulin' tears.
Is she stolen? Well, prolly.
No helmet. No fears.
Missionary on molly.
Wally side-swipin' mirrors,
shearin' off a Bugatti.
Better down another beer;
Cali Sol, not sorry.
Goin' off the fuckin' rails
on a red Ducati.
Sun melanin our rears,
set back and do a stoppie.
Marley mellowin' my ears;
Holly wailin' melancholy.
Playin' slalom, duck, and cheers!
Sparkin' rings around the trolley.
Y'all, we might not hit the border,
but we hit a border collie. 😈🏍️
Gotta problem how I steer?
Call the police on me!
Yellin', "felon at the wheel!"
Too fast, you never saw me.
with my friend's friend, Holly.
Panigale haulin' tears.
Is she stolen? Well, prolly.
No helmet. No fears.
Missionary on molly.
Wally side-swipin' mirrors,
shearin' off a Bugatti.
Better down another beer;
Cali Sol, not sorry.
Goin' off the fuckin' rails
on a red Ducati.
Sun melanin our rears,
set back and do a stoppie.
Marley mellowin' my ears;
Holly wailin' melancholy.
Playin' slalom, duck, and cheers!
Sparkin' rings around the trolley.
Y'all, we might not hit the border,
but we hit a border collie. 😈🏍️
Gotta problem how I steer?
Call the police on me!
Yellin', "felon at the wheel!"
Too fast, you never saw me.
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