| Green light, we gon' ride the night
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| Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
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| Fishtailin' out the parking lot
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| No cops, we ain’t gonna stop
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| Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
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| Hard tops, ain’t no rags in here
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| Hit the gas and we pack the clip
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| Muscle cars sound mad as hell
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| Full throttle, I’m stuck in the fast lane
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| Livin' life with my foot on the pedal
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| Hop in the spaceship, and two-hundred the dash
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| I ain’t scared to dance with the devil
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| Took off on the competition, I’m alone at the top
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| Thinkin' «Lately, who been on my level?»
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| Runnin' up commas and comin' in first place
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| That’s the only thing been on my schedule
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| No, I can’t lose, I came in breakin' the rules
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| And ran up a check with the rebels
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| Blood, sweat and tears in this shit, you was ever against us
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| Then that ain’t some shit we can settle
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| Me and the gang turn up for no reason
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| I’m in my bag no matter the season
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| I told them boys I’m the best and I mean it
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| Ready, set, go, hit the streets and I’m speedin'
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| Green light, we gon' ride the night
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| Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
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| Fishtailin' out the parking lot
|
| No cops, we ain’t gonna stop
|
| Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
|
| Hard tops, ain’t no rags in here
|
| Hit the gas and we pack the clip
|
| Muscle cars sound mad as hell
|
| Green light, we gon' ride the night
|
| Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
|
| Fishtailin' out the parking lot
|
| No cops, we ain’t gonna stop
|
| Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
|
| Hard tops, ain’t no rags in here
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| Hit the gas and we pack the clip
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| Muscle cars sound mad as hell
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| Push the button, let me put it in track
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| Goin' «vroom» when I give it some gas
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| Goin' «shoo», out of pocket, I pass
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| Woo, pray to God we don’t crash
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| Woo-woo, oh my God, that’s the best
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| Fake stop, hit the brake, do the dash
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| Big race, I got paper to snatch
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| Jump in rank, I’m actin' bad on they ass, yeah
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| Took out the motor, re-did the suspension
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| I stand in your shit like I stand kitchen
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| Fourteen inch lip on the back how I’m thuggin'
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| Yellow my bumper, all black how I’m comin'
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| Michael Jackson my caliber, bumblebee color
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| Hotel for wholesale, we DoubleTree double
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| My emblem, my center cap under me, custom
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| Baby, stop bluffin', you know you ain’t golden
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| We gon' bleed the block tonight
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| Full speed, that’s what I like
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| I don’t need no keys, push start to ride
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| Do the dash and I spaz, I just pray I don’t crash, oh
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| Green light, we gon' ride the night
|
| Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
|
| Fishtailin' out the parking lot
|
| No cops, we ain’t gonna stop
|
| Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
|
| Hard tops, ain’t no rags in here
|
| Hit the gas and we pack the clip
|
| Muscle cars sound mad as hell
|
| Green light, we gon' ride the night
|
| Loud pipes, we gon' ride the night
|
| Fishtailin' out the parking lot
|
| No cops, we ain’t gonna stop
|
| Switch gears, we gon' drag and drift
|
| Hard tops, ain’t no rags in here
|
| Hit the gas and we pack the clip
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| Muscle cars sound mad as hell |