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Clowns drive a Camaro and the World is full of clowns/
By the end of 2023, Camaro’s will run the town/
Even the clown haters wanna join the Camaro line/
Back to back to back we about to tear the circus down/
Verse One
Clowns drive a Camaro, and drive them super fast/
Put the pedal to the metal, and you can hear the blast/
These average Joe clowns I just honk and bypass/
Like an early morning meal, they hit the brake fast/
I like the colors loud, so I can broadcast/
But you can only see the white walls when I fly past/
I keep open containers because I drive DWI/
But I’m focused tunnel vision and I got an Eagle eye/
Camaros hug curves like a hip and thigh/
And the sound of the engine, can sing a lullaby/
I rock exotic stickers, so I can signify/
That I’m a true clown so you should turn a blind eye/
Driving a thousand miles with my mind preoccupied/
A recipe for destruction, purely suicide/
All of my cars, fly swift as a sparrow/
I guess that’s the reason clowns drive a Camaro/
Verse Two
Camaros represent the struggle and represent the hustle/
When it comes to a Camaro it’ll be hard to out-muscle/
It’s not too luxury, but luxury enough/
You have never seen a Camaro that is built Ford tough/
Paint job butternut, seats coconut/
And it’s only fine leather sitting under my bottom/
I play my metal loud so the six-twelves hit/
And the six by nines tick and I keep at least six/
All the ladies love my car they all wanna ride/
IF they really wanna get in, then it’s do or die/
I can drive through a storm and it won’t get wet/
And I use jet fuel because my car a super jet/
I fly by Hellish they say I have a death wish/
But I’m a Hellish clown, so it do me no justice/
Everybody tip their hats, when I ride by/
And when this song drop, Camaro sales will multiply/

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