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Car Full Of Stash

I got a car full of stash and I want to sell it

I got some tickets and hash and now I want to sell it

You wanna take out the trash, you wanna go around and tell it

I got a car full of stash, now you can go to hell with it'Cause I'm about to get myself home

I'm about to get on the plane

So come on over and see it

Just come on over and see itWe want to take your gold

We want to take your gold

Move right in and steal the mold

We want to take your goldI got some shit on a boat and I want to move it

A crate of guns and a goat and I want to move it

You wanna put on your hat yeah, you say, you need to prove it

You wanna see where it's at, I'm gonna tell you to prove itWell, I'm about to get on the plane

I'm about to do itWe want to take your gold

We want to take your gold

Move right in and steal the mold

We want to take your goldAnd we're gonna get your soul

We're gonna get your soul

The weights are on the scale and they show

That we are here to get your soulI got a box at my house

And I want you to get it

You know that box at my house

Hey, I don't want you to fret itFor I'll call 'em up in advance

I'll put the key around your neck

I'll be here doin' my dance

And you can pick a cardYou pick a card from the deck

Yeah, yeah, yeahWe want to take your gold

We want to take your gold

Move right in and steal the mold

We want to take your goldAnd we're gonna get your soul

We're gonna get your soul

Get it in a move so bold

We're gonna get your soul

Songwriters

Stig Atle Amundsen;Arne C. Skagen;Danny Young;Frithjof Jacobsen;Rolf Yngve Uggen;Kare VestrheimPublished by

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