Lyrics:
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
sucker for his money
It's so funny
Cars ride by, with the boomin' system
Sayin, "Leave him alone, my man already dissed him"
Now I'm
the only class he'll pass is phys ed
May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class
That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (who me?)
me about it
Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I
star smilin' back at me
I’m a rock star and so are my friends
I’m a rocket star move so fast
In my rocket car
We're savin' the world
Like a guiding star
homes getting' our thug on
Bottles of Patron if you grown get your buzz on
We brought the broads out and brought the cars out
I'm like the moon I shine
an extra gram for the Ziploc (Ziploc)
Twenty-eight grams in the Ziploc (Ziploc)
Graduated, I could make a brick lock (oh)
Shakin' back off a juice fast
from home here in California
Missin you and that blue wide open sky
[Ronnie:]
Out here it's all freeway fast cars
Cold concrete
You won't believe all
You could try attackin' me and bombin'
Me I'm a be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that?
Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow
It's
such a long way from home here in California
Missin' you and that blue wide open sky
Out here it's all freeway fast cars
Cold concrete
You won't
What happened to Debbie?"
I said, "Man, it all happened so fast, I'm sorry I didn't do anything to protect your sister"
He pulled me aside, he said,
lames
Would try to kill us?
We supposed to be family
To the standards they ain't live up
Checking the car for bombs at gas
Stations where I fill up
Fell
Barbados (Yeah, yeah)
I double my cup and I'm sipping that Faygo (Yeah, yeah)
Fast, fast, fast, fast, fast yeah we swerve that (Swerve, swerve)
Cash, cash,
shit risky I like my cars fast see the cops ooh I'm outta there smokin' Moonrock French fried got me outta space please don't kill my vibe thirsty bitch
to Georgia, was midnight, tried to imagine
If any riders on the storm, shared related passion
This life in the fast lane, cars on autobahns
Keep it strong, lust
escargot
Going for a ride watch the fast car go
We can go bar for bar you can test my flow
I ain't runnin outta gas on my Tesla flow
Only boring in my
thinking bout you
Baby
Fast cars switching lanes lately
You know how to drive me crazy
Maybe you can be my baby
Baby
You know I miss the days when we would
on my lonely they looked down who could I call
But don’t worry bout it now cuz I swear I got it all
I needa fast car nascar I’m speed racin
Finna blast
On this highway we fly to the stars
I'm dreaming up bars yeah yeah
Going to Mars yeah yeah
Driving fast cars yeah yeah
Hittin them pars ay
Flowing like
Dealing cards, fake IDs, we be going off
Whip the Benz, foreign cars, we be down by law
Flip the smoke, burn it off, we be rolling raw
Making bread, keep it
Im just big chillin
Im doing my thing
Gettin that paper
You should do the same
Im on a mission
Dip in the fast lanes
Don't act suspicious
And its all
the money, so I bring it right back
But I need it real fast
Yeah I need it real fast
Dope money never last
Need 150 mph on the dash
And 150K locked away in
Lotta people want change, Lotta people want gold
Life's too fast need it slow, Walked by a garden i forgot to smell a rose
Lately I just feel like I
It seems that all my dreams are moving away from me
Like a car when I park it and don't pay the fee
I can run and chase as fast as I want
But there's
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