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I’ve been up for so long but I don’t know where I’m going 
I got a one track mind but I don’t know if it’s showing 
Don’t wanna stay in my lane if

Bin viel zu schnell so wie Nascar
Mache bald Cash so wie Nascar
Bald Nummer 1 so wie Nascar
Weltweit bekannt so wie Nascar
Immer real so wie Nascar

I Love NASCAR

Cledus T. Judd

Bipolar & Proud

2004

on Dale Jr.'s face.
No caviar, it's beer and Mopar.
Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom, I love NASCAR.

I like short tracks, you'll see more wrecks,

right on time
Cruising through town we had nowhere to go
Right in that front seat I felt so at home
Letting you drive girl oh I should’ve known
We’d be

(Runnin' circles round you niggas like a NASCAR)
(Runnin' circles round you niggas like a NASCAR)
(Up them yoppas now he runnin' like a track star

Jack on ice
Hell, I drink Crown and Coke
I like my chicken fried
And I like mine barbecued
I like a down home country girl
Hell, I do too (yeah)

drink Jack on ice
Hell, I drink Crown and Coke
I like my chicken fried
And I like my barbecue
I like a down home country girl
Hell, I do too (yeah)

Yeah
It's Ron Tas and J. Kool on the track
We are not to be played with
Dynamic Duo
Yeah
You might think it's a game but I hope you know that it

track
Bitches cap i let em play with it but
Then they gotta give it back gimme that
If you not first then you fucking last

Nascar, it go vroom vroom
Drop

the home of the Jaguars
Kutt niggas bad bitches and them fast Cars
All on 95
Fishtailing like it's nascar
Yea
Fishtailing like it's nascar
All on 95

Police said I drive fast like I am in NASCAR
Emmy or an S line I keep me a fast car
SRT Track hawk your dad drive RAV4
I count up a hundred that's

cars fast cars
Fuckin' sexy bitches gettin' bad broads bad broads
I took off on 'em yeah nascar nascar
Can't catch up to me I'ma track star track star

looking boy, 'cause
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod
Back nod the way I'm racing around the
Track

Nascar, Nascar I been gone ian coming home till Ima legend bringing milli’s home (yeah)

Tell me if u willing to ride for me (right) tell me if u willing

Boutta put in work
Me and my nigga A30 boutta go berserk
We put in work
Yea yea
I'm on some NASCAR shit
Yeah
Yeah
I'm on some NASCAR shit
Boutta put

jeep bitch
I'm in a NASCAR race track
Running laps I made that
You been lame since way back
I'm so paid and laid back
Came up no they hate that
Nigga

Fast car, it's a NASCAR All this money, wish I had more, I can brag more
My lil' baby drive a fast car, she a track star Yeah, I'm drivin' in a 200

You know I'm a track star when I run to the check
Nike, NASCAR, I could go a 100 laps
Pull up, cheesing, you would think that I'm a rat
I can't let

Swerving in the wraith like a nascar
Your bitch think I am a rockstar
But really I won’t make it that far
Smoking on the gas like a rockstar
Swerving

Running on the beat like a track star
Going high speed in a fast car
Racing to the money like Nascar
While you play a lil game in your backyard

the highway
Spinnin' out sideways
Hundred mile an hour, we go
Top-down fast back
Nascar short track
Burnin' rubber down the road
When we talkin' and we

(Woah, woah woah)
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yea)
Speeding call me a track star
Speeding like we in NASCAR
Pushing a foreign a fast car
Feast

Pour it down, pour it down fast 
I like fast cars, I like in nascars
I be really on track
Rockstar like I play guitar
Man, this shit is instrumental

the bluffs, kid,
I made it to the track, skid
I made it to the track, skid

I broke into the NASCAR track now
And I jacked a fast car
Drive it fast far
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