Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Luxury Pool, artist - Neon Neon. Album song Stainless Style, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 17.08.2008
Record label: LEX
Song language: English
Luxury Pool |
He was a boy from Detroit, home of the hustlers |
Only homie he had was customers |
Money was his best friend, he kept a fat stack next to him |
And kept it close like next to kin |
Daddy was an alcoholic street brawler |
But he taught him all about cars and how to be a baller |
Soon as he graduated, got a job at the factory |
Promoted to the president, now he’s stacking G’s |
But it wasn’t enough, he needed more |
Cause he grew up poor |
And he swore that he’d never be broke like he was back in the days |
So he get paid |
High salary for his inventions |
But he didn’t have the best intentions |
Charismatic maverick who was known to start static |
With the bosses, but he also knew the demographic |
So he quit |
And started his own shit |
I park it in the fire lane, don’t mind getting tickets |
See it outside with a fly bitch up in it |
Monochromatic finish, show you just where my name is |
Maybe if you ride with me I’ll get you famous |
May '79 he was in full function |
By the early 80s he was done with production |
The introduction of the DMC-12 |
Spanking brand new, on the showroom for sale |
Stainless steel, from the bumper to the grill |
For the added appeal they got ill |
With the gull-wing door, reversible transmission |
Target marketed to the man with the ambition |
That’s why you kinda gotta respect the man’s vision |
Shoulda been applauded except demands didn’t reach expectation |
No matter what he facing, he still dream chasing |
He wanted to be the big money maker — mover, shaker |
Pushing penthouse buttons in the elevator |
Envisions of an innovator |
But the company burnt up money like an incinerator |
I park it in the fire lane, don’t mind getting tickets |
See it outside with a fly bitch up in it |
Monochromatic finish, show you just where my name is |
Maybe if you ride with me I’ll make you famous |
Baptized in the luxury pool |
Dunk the bod, cleanse the wound |
Never one to stick to the rules |
Baptized in the luxury pool |
I park it in the fire lane, don’t mind getting tickets |
See it outside with a fly bitch up in it |
Monochromatic finish, show you just where my name is |
Maybe if you ride with me I’ll make you famous |