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At the safe house
If she suck it better swallow 
Everyone wants a mother fuckin Model 
We be racing to the top full fucking Throttle 

Fuck a bitch one time

got me feeling like Jack Spade
All yacht everything, all black on the bottles
That means we playing spades while racing the latest models
Word to my

brick
Call me tree I keep a stick

Model racing and racists hating waiting on segregation
Bottle chasing and masturbation stations waiting for

the trenches
He come from with this rap shit
Pop bottles exotic bitches top models
Mkz racing blunt facing the stankin] lincoln
Paper chasing on the grind is

on drive, 65 ain't no time for braking
Patience ain't no race, we be steady pacing
Model x racing, move in silent pacin
Ain't no lane changin, so stay in

bottles
Several woman round me and they lookin like models
My heart racing take away my keys I'm full throttle
Woah oh oh oh
L-A-B-R-A turning veteran

have something to rap about
What, until then LOL
Well, I’m smoking on that racing fuel
Early foreign, riding, model
Outer glass body
Love to swallow,

me up and just leave again 

I do not see why they hating
Pulling up in all black Mercedes 
Yeah
I got a foreign like Asians
This model got my heart

Heart so hollow
At the bottom of the bottle
Racing through my life
I hit that bitch full throttle
I don't need a bitch
Don't even want a model

(Racing to the stars headed to mars I'm a super star)
(Racing to the stars headed to mars I'm a super star)
(Racing to the stars headed to mars I'm

a nigga speed racing
I stack mills how a nigga dream chasing
Sipping straight out the bottle I don’t need a chaser
And my bitch is a model
Don’t need

(Hook)
hoe keep sipping out my drink cuase it’s tasty 
Big backwood keep saying come face me 
Pretty model bitch and she said she wanna rape me 
Know

Always busy flexing yea I'm running out of time
She look like a model
Yea she running through my mind

Got me zoomin', zoomin', zoomin', zoomin,

Cops Up

Jim Jones

Hot 97: Rush Hour, Vol. 11

2008

Conversation so stimulating, my heart is racing
(I just want to know if we can get 2gether sometime)
And you know what I'm saying
Ya bodies toned up look

in that ghost just last night 
Midnight racing in my past life fast life

Bouta drink a bottle, fuck a model
That's that Lust Bitch 
Money on my mind

you're chilling with the big boys
Way too big
Like
Like Burna Boy
Album on the way
A new feeling 
I am not no IG model but I'm still reeling
Your Mums

up and this shit can get messy
Models looking like track stars they racing to catch me
I’m a hustle hard I’m a get off till they catch me
Get it off

Needa enlighten my mind I’m in a dark space
Wake up sweating and my heart racing, racing
Mind Over Matter know it’s all patience
Mean time All grind

dedicated

I dont remember I was really faded

She got a crush on every one I came with

Said I been patient but my mind been racing

Swear I been patient but

Bottles and models
They try to come copy my model 
And the truth is just really
The hardest of all of the pills that you gon' have to swallow

from Bahamas
I used drive that whip but now I'm in that Foreign Model
Modern Day Problems
I just made me more dollars
PJ
We on a Jet, she in lingerie

Can you please turn my mind down
All these racing thoughts love to run around
Can you please turn my mind down
All these raw emotions got me up

Grand Theft Auto
On these bitches
Sleepy Hollow
On these bitches
Stun like a model
They in stitches

Call me goofy like I'm a goober
Not a groupie so

Mind racing
Pill chasing
Laying face up in a blur, fading
No more conversations with the heart, makeshift
Lost a couple bitches due to heartbreaking