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Groovebox - The Honda Lyrics



Groovebox - The Honda Lyrics




(Ok)
(Just clap ya hands like this to the beat ya'll)

We laid back, chillin in the Honda
Yeah, we laid back chillin in the Honda
Laid-laid back, chillin in the Honda
Chillin in the Honda, chillin-chillin in the Honda

(Bounce!)

Yeah we laid back, chillin in the ride
Going 41 South, Lakeshore Drive
Exit Irving Park for the IL-19
Stay dodging potholes with my Honda 16's

My and my boys smoking up the hatchback
Glass rolled down, Matt you better ash that
Just had it cleaned, floor lookin like a sand trap
Tim what the f*ck man, gimme back my snap-back!
Manny-Tranny, Honda red
We shifting gears on the bar, we getting tacos instead
Coronas all around, salsa fa sho
La Linda Guadalajara, burritos suizos mejor! (ra!)
Oh-10 fit, seat belts on
Bust out the broccoli put that Groovebox on
Hell yeah, man that's my song!
Almost tweaked my dang neck last time I nodded along

We laid back, chillin in the Honda
Yeah, we laid back chillin in the Honda
Laid-laid back, chillin in the Honda
Chillin in the Honda, chillin-chillin in the Honda

(Slippin, slippin, slippin)

Slippin down Clark got a 10:30 show
Uber up ahead, so we going real slow
But that's aight man, we just gon with the flow
We chillin, and feelin aight laid back in the Honda tho
Spicy bowl got us glazed up, cinnamon roll
Making funny names for things, we on a synonym roll
Dude squeezin up beside me, old Toyota
Its a little out of date, yeah an Adam Corolla

Steppin out the 7/11, thank heaven, push credit, and and I am pumpin the unleaded, forget it
Naw you don't have to Venmo me
We in the city still gettin that highway MPG
Tell you what man, gotta couple of ones?
Would you mind going inside and getting tons of Honey Buns?
Maybe a Clif Bar and a Smartwater
A 2-for-1 banana and some bread and almond butter?

Now I know we just snacked but we snackin again
Use the munchy buddy system when you snack with a friend
Its ok you getting sleepy cause the seats extend
Aint no pressure in a Fit, bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz

(Ay!)
(Oh!)
(Ay!)
(Oh!)

Laid-laid back, chillin in the
Laid-laid back, chillin in the-chillin in the
Laid-laid back, chillin in the Honda
In the Honda
In the-in the Honda
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(Ok)
(Just clap ya hands like this to the beat ya'll)

We laid back, chillin in the Honda
Yeah, we laid back chillin in the Honda
Laid-laid back, chillin in the Honda
Chillin in the Honda, chillin-chillin in the Honda

(Bounce!)

Yeah we laid back, chillin in the ride
Going 41 South, Lakeshore Drive
Exit Irving Park for the IL-19
Stay dodging potholes with my Honda 16's

My and my boys smoking up the hatchback
Glass rolled down, Matt you better ash that
Just had it cleaned, floor lookin like a sand trap
Tim what the f*ck man, gimme back my snap-back!
Manny-Tranny, Honda red
We shifting gears on the bar, we getting tacos instead
Coronas all around, salsa fa sho
La Linda Guadalajara, burritos suizos mejor! (ra!)
Oh-10 fit, seat belts on
Bust out the broccoli put that Groovebox on
Hell yeah, man that's my song!
Almost tweaked my dang neck last time I nodded along

We laid back, chillin in the Honda
Yeah, we laid back chillin in the Honda
Laid-laid back, chillin in the Honda
Chillin in the Honda, chillin-chillin in the Honda

(Slippin, slippin, slippin)

Slippin down Clark got a 10:30 show
Uber up ahead, so we going real slow
But that's aight man, we just gon with the flow
We chillin, and feelin aight laid back in the Honda tho
Spicy bowl got us glazed up, cinnamon roll
Making funny names for things, we on a synonym roll
Dude squeezin up beside me, old Toyota
Its a little out of date, yeah an Adam Corolla

Steppin out the 7/11, thank heaven, push credit, and and I am pumpin the unleaded, forget it
Naw you don't have to Venmo me
We in the city still gettin that highway MPG
Tell you what man, gotta couple of ones?
Would you mind going inside and getting tons of Honey Buns?
Maybe a Clif Bar and a Smartwater
A 2-for-1 banana and some bread and almond butter?

Now I know we just snacked but we snackin again
Use the munchy buddy system when you snack with a friend
Its ok you getting sleepy cause the seats extend
Aint no pressure in a Fit, bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz!
Bitch you can't nap in a Benz

(Ay!)
(Oh!)
(Ay!)
(Oh!)

Laid-laid back, chillin in the
Laid-laid back, chillin in the-chillin in the
Laid-laid back, chillin in the Honda
In the Honda
In the-in the Honda
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Writer: Dylan Carey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Length: 3:39
Written by: Dylan Carey

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