Search results for 'Carbon Fiber Engine Compartment'

the dirt
Smile in your face all creepy while you lie there stayin hurt
Bars for days, I'm legendary like a Supra 2JZ
Get that engine revving, there's carbon

Hype, put it in gear & let’s fly
ZoomZoom boom boom, goes the carbon fiber rocket
2 seater 2 million, I’ll pay outta pocket
Race on the strip, Rev up

to Frankfurt
Zis a em staub mahin
V6
470 horsepower
60 miles per hour
4.1 seconds quad exhaust
Make that engine roar
Carbon fiber
Brand new leather
Drip

the pedal to the medal and go,
Drifting on like a river that flow,
Carbon fiber,
black smoke and tires,
This race is so hot it will start fires,
Pedal

bouta all black
Carbon fiber details, 
But the inside crack
All white, if they get it wrong ima take it back
Call the chauffeur up need to stop at saks

design
It's a work of art a ride so divine
The interior's lavish with carbon fiber trim
The seats so comfortable the experience is prim
The sound

Brabus carbon fiber
V12 900 engine
Ram through your schedule
Without dodging
I'm behind the wheel (Rusty toys)
Going downhill (Rusty toys)
I'm behind

Six speed
Six P
Six speed is all I need

Six P
Six speed

Got my foot on they neck
Space ship driving the deck

Mirrors carbon fiber
Need that shit

on my
Mama so we keep a carbon
Every time I ride a foreign make
Sure they got key compartments
Spent a check and cop a couple
Buildings I got more

ZR1 on sink mode
Super charge engine and it ain't slow
Bose sound system so systematic
Copper fiber steering wheel gotta have it
Black ZO1 with

dealt
And so hot, carbon fiber melt
Boutta buy stock in Ray Ban
Future lookin too bright
Light skin with some green eyes
And a chain like a night light

on I'm snapping stacks of carbon fiber
Capture that which y'all desire
Lasting After y'all expire
Smash and packed it all inside her
What I said i charge

skillet
Sizzle sizzle ain't no riddle
Turn um into bones and gristle
Carbon fiber for the cartilage
We hitting hearts and livers
Cut you down to little

V8 motor engine hope that bitch don’t bus
carbon fiber tail so that bitch don’t rust
donuts on the e way she say that’s to much
fellatio while

Gutz
The Littlerock Legend
Driving in sport
911 Porsche
Color drug you snort
Sound like a storm
Air Force never worn
Between the duck bill and carbon

shitty ass plastic back window
Finna lay away some bread and get a carbon fiber top
Cuz right now she hella raggedy, be lookin' like a mop
But bet by next

there and back again
To the state that I'm no longer in
With carbon fiber lips whereby
Came thought reflex personified
Now a scorpion in the sky,