LIL BOODANG - KILLA C’S RACE WAY lyrics

Well, well, well!
We're here at Killa C's Raceway
And they are fucking zooming!
I don't know where the fuck Jeff went
He's out there (Ayo, what's up, BOODANG?)

Welcome to the raceway baby O in first place
Parker 500 overlapping call that outpace
Gordon with the slingshot
Ricky Bobby, fuck y'all
You gon' need a restart
You ain't shit, you just farts
Killa with the pit stop
Booby trap, he chunkin' nails
Chicken wings and flip-flops
Grill your ass like you in Hell
You ain't 'bout that shit, you slowpoke
Slamming into fifth gear
Your transmission fucking broke
Baby O dusting all these bitches
Throwing out the smoke
BOODANG, Supermac, I'm supercharged
I'll break your nose
You gon' need a tissue
Tell me what's the issue
Tell me why you crying
'cause your girlfriend, she don't miss you
She just want the BOODANG
She don't wanna kiss you
Every time your call denied is
Because she don't miss you he a lame boy
His style all the same baby O, BOODANG
I'm hogging all the fucking lanes
You want my steeze? Well, have it
Watch me make a new one
BOODANG serving up plates, come and get some
Come and get the sausage
Come and get fajitas i got bean patties
I show love to all the vegans
I got vegetables
Got the squash and got the peaches
Baby O love 'em
He just wanna see some chiches
Wanna see booty baby, give it too me
Rick James, Mary Jane
I'm in love with that coochie
Wanna smoke a Backwood? Baby, lemme roll one
After we get done
I'mma eat your fuckin' butt