I roll my ‘yota with JL’s, yes that is my system
Pushin’ 105 like I’m about to blow a piston
My girls don’t ask questions, open the door and they get in
I take of like a jet you’d think that we were goin’ missin’
96 is the year and Paseo is the model
Have a party in my car we might start poppin’ some bottles
Coca-Cola that is then I go and punch the throttle
Turn your car to dust, you would think it was a fossil!
I don’t do any talkin’, just put your car on the line
Your car might be nice, but no one can outrun mine
Hit the ¼ mile so fast can’t even track the time
I leave a sour taste in your mouth so they call me the lime
Cops can catch me if they want, but they’re just gon’ let me loose
They don’t ask any questions, so I don’t need an excuse
80 in a 55 but I just set it on cruise
I always crush my competition somebody file abuse!
I’m in fourth gear now, about to go into fifth
I’m the jedi master of racin’, dark side like I am the Sith
I jump right off start, it ain’t no seconds to split
Gotta buy tires every week so I can keep them to grip!
Get a paycheck biweekly, so I can buy some accessories
Now they roll up in Lamborghinis, are they tryin’ to test me?
Might have to integrate some nitrous I don’t care if they let me
My tank contains a double shot I wish somebody would bet me!
I told them go ahead and throw the pink slips, but then they walked way
I guess nobody’s really tryin’ to lose their car today!
I roll around in the streets, my crew is gonna obey
They ask am I doing okay, I tell em’ I’m doin great!
Now that is the story about my monstrous whip
I stay makin’ modifications like I live in the pit
Naw, I’m just jokin’ with y’all, this whole rap was just a trick
But I call my baby Peggy y’all best not ever forget!