Texty:
Cars The You Can T Hold On Too Long

You can't hold on too long, it's alright You can't hold on too long, it's alright You can't hold on too long, it's alright You can't hold on too long

you can't get enough you wish that it was over you never slow down you're looking for kicks there's nothing around you can't hold on too long it's alright you can't hold

tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You

niggas talk it, but they can't hold a hooker Ice took her, she was too long a looker It's strictly straight lace hustlin' on mine I been pimpin' all my

ain't ate? Huh, y'all don't understand, you should have seen my plate I'd love to give you some credit but even you said it You're serious about your

your dashboard I'm out here e'ryday When you can't stay long You can't play ball In traffic with flying cars I can't give you no warning My car ain't

you, you're the crutch of a cripple You're the calm of a conscience You're the peace that I have found When all these voices talk too loud you are quietly

attain There will never be another me an' no matter what they do There will never be another you You can search but you'll never find You can try to

my garage (cars) Look at all my broads, if you tryin to see the stars Find me and you gon' feel like you done found ya way to Mars Keep the paper punctuated