Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fast Lane, artist - Cam'Ron.
Date of issue: 10.01.2020
Song language: English
Fast Lane |
Heatmakerz |
You can turn the beat up though (Crack Music) |
Tell you eight million stories, man |
It’s all actual factual, nigga |
Huh |
Killa |
Too easy |
Let me tell y’all this went one year |
In the club in L.A., me and Tito poppin', yeah, we had a good night (Yeah, |
we did) |
Walked up out of it, got approached by Suge Knight (Man, what’s up?) |
He said I owed him money (For a 2Pac beat?), started screwin' |
I said, «No, I don’t homie now tell me what we doin'?» |
(What we doin'?) |
He said, «How you figure?» |
(Figure), I said, «I said so» |
Tito flicked his knife, he was ready to go to death row (Swear to God) |
I’m talkin' kamikaze ('Kaze), but we resolved it calmly (Calmly) |
Everything I say is truth, I put that on my mommy (Word) |
Like how I traffic for a living, nights we rolled out |
Me and DukeDaGod used to take 'em over to Hov house (Swear) |
Fear Damon Dash (Dash), 560 State Street |
Lord Jamar was his neighbor, this the era of break beats (Killa) |
We the risk takers, yeah, the trip takers |
Brick breaker, dick taker, we the fuckin' dictators (Yup) |
Man, I’m sucka free (Free), this weed elevates me (Ha) |
If you know me, well, raise your glass and celebrate (Yes) |
Six digit cars in that fast lane |
Girls still fightin', they all want my last name |
I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby |
Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby |
Six digit cars in that fast lane |
Girls still fightin', they all want my last name |
I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby |
Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby |
Niggas be tellin' now (Yup), singin' like Dalvin did (Jodeci) |
You outta style, I’m the style, I’m what stylin' is (Paid in Full) |
I broker Reebok, Stance Socks and Macy’s deal (Yes, I do) |
I polly with hustlers, senators, Navy SEALs (Salute) |
Shit, beef like a pool, we dive in it (In it) |
Shh poker face, Kawhi Leonard |
Homie, I made three mil' in five minutes (That all?) |
Five minutes, Brewster’s Millions, I’m tryna spend it (Ha) |
Yeah, you know it’s me, see me I’m walkin' poetry |
Killa Season, season two, The Wire, off the boat for me (Me) |
Still got some towns clickin' (Clickin'), come hit the coast with me (ahh) |
I stay bein' somewhere, I ain’t supposed to be |
I don’t play it safe (Nope), let’s hit eighth and race (Vroom) |
My car like the barbecue, see the paper plates (new) |
Bitches still love me (Yep), FaceTime they screenshottin' (Shottin') |
I crack the safe, now call your friends, I took the team shoppin' (Killa) |
Six digit cars in that fast lane |
Girls still fightin', they all want my last name |
I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby |
Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby |
Six digit cars in that fast lane |
Girls still fightin', they all want my last name |
I love that money, baby, I love that money, baby |
Meet me at the top, don’t act funny, baby (Baby) |