Curren$y - Fast Car lyrics
[Curren$y - Fast Car lyrics]
Due to like 1, 000 requests
This was a necessary do for Fo' 20 Massacre
I checked my comments and nigga
I done seen 1 million muhfuckers
Ask for this one
Yo midnight, paddle shiftin' my Modena
Hoes thought I sold it 'cause I
Ain't been seen in it but it's out
We turn the corner smokin' weed in it
Bape Jeans, 30 G's in them
It come with leadership
You switchin' cars 'cause you
Always leasin' shit
I'm switchin' cars, I got 30, all me, bitch
Money on the flo' magnetize your hoe
My team finna leave
She askin' if she can roll
Can she roll up the weed?
Can she roll over after we fuck?
Can she get ready to roll out and leave?
Type of bitch that I need
She can keep a secret, she can keep it G
She gon' hold a couple P's
At her house for me
Fast cars, nigga took the traction off
Smashed hard I smoke out the boulevard
Niggas is broad and they feelin's mad soft
Them pussies need a box of tampons
We poppin' bottles every day we
Win the game seven we ridin' foreign
Duckin' charges like we 'cane sellin
Avoidin' 12 in my Porsche 911
Livin' in hell on earth but
Gettin' high as heaven chill
That oughta do it fo' 20 Massacre
Shout out to the homies
Smoke somethin' for 'em
Fast cars, nigga took the traction off
Smashed off smoked out the boulevard
Rag top, nigga took the rag off
Give 'em what they ask for rag off
Nigga, Smashed off bought a fast car
Nigga, took the traction off
Slid down Canal Boulevard
Wait (Got a garage full of NASCARs
Im'ma give you what you ask for
Show you I work maaad hard jet Life)
I don't know
We might have to get some more bottles man
Let me see where Rita 'n Valerie at
We cool though
This was a necessary do for Fo' 20 Massacre
I checked my comments and nigga
I done seen 1 million muhfuckers
Ask for this one
Yo midnight, paddle shiftin' my Modena
Hoes thought I sold it 'cause I
Ain't been seen in it but it's out
We turn the corner smokin' weed in it
Bape Jeans, 30 G's in them
It come with leadership
You switchin' cars 'cause you
Always leasin' shit
I'm switchin' cars, I got 30, all me, bitch
Money on the flo' magnetize your hoe
My team finna leave
She askin' if she can roll
Can she roll up the weed?
Can she roll over after we fuck?
Can she get ready to roll out and leave?
Type of bitch that I need
She can keep a secret, she can keep it G
She gon' hold a couple P's
At her house for me
Fast cars, nigga took the traction off
Smashed hard I smoke out the boulevard
Niggas is broad and they feelin's mad soft
Them pussies need a box of tampons
We poppin' bottles every day we
Win the game seven we ridin' foreign
Duckin' charges like we 'cane sellin
Avoidin' 12 in my Porsche 911
Livin' in hell on earth but
Gettin' high as heaven chill
That oughta do it fo' 20 Massacre
Shout out to the homies
Smoke somethin' for 'em
Fast cars, nigga took the traction off
Smashed off smoked out the boulevard
Rag top, nigga took the rag off
Give 'em what they ask for rag off
Nigga, Smashed off bought a fast car
Nigga, took the traction off
Slid down Canal Boulevard
Wait (Got a garage full of NASCARs
Im'ma give you what you ask for
Show you I work maaad hard jet Life)
I don't know
We might have to get some more bottles man
Let me see where Rita 'n Valerie at
We cool though