CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Fast
You know what the word is around town?
It's that I got a crazy little boy who can only say, "I wanna go fast"
fast
That’s what I thought you would say
I'll tell you what, I'ma go cry and get some milk
Just bought a new Audi, that b*t*h goin’ fast
If you are not first, then, b*t*h, you are last
Kick you in the ribs and they shatter like gla**
If I catch you outside then I'm gon' beat your a**
I'm makin' sales and that boy did the dash
So I grab the .38, shoot at his a**
Man, that was crazy, it all happened fast
I'm back in the car and said to hit the gas
Copy my moves, ho, that won't get you nowhere
Lookin' real stupid with fake sh*t that you wear
Knock on your door, and you answer like, "Who there?"
Christopher Robin, they shot at me, Pooh bear
Why you got a gun when you ain’t never shot one?
Boy, you a pu**y, you shouldn’t have got one
You gonna snitch on the day that the cops come
'Cause you a b*t*h (Yeah, ayy) and you can’t even face one
Walk up, I'm throwin' blood at the carpet
My b*t*h a demon, she love when I start sh*t
Look, yo' b*t*h swear that love with a artist
I f**k her right then ’cause that b*t*h not the smartest
Ain't no question, then, who go the hardest?
Bentley type, hop out, my b*t*h in the parkin'
Boy, I walk with a dog, keep it barkin'
We pop out at midnight 'cause that's when it's darkest
It's been a couple murders 'round town
We did a couple murders 'round town
B*t*h, I'll go get naughty like [?]
The cops pull up on me, I just hop out
I want yo' b*t*h 'cause that ho got potential
I got this dagger that scrapin' our dental
Said he want smoke, well, that boy gon' see metal
Whip out the choppa, this ready to end you
Pull out the choppa, it ready to end you
Me and Young Kami got mops on our hip too
Was throwin' her mouth and now he got the dead too
That dude pop a Perc' and OD in the phone booth
B*t*h, I don't care, don't tell me what you goin' through
Think that you hard, tellin' me what you gonna do
We know you got guns but we know that they don't shoot
This the last song I record in my home booth
Don't you stick that knife in your leg
*Stab*
Daargh, woow, wait, ow!
Yo, hold on, hold—, ow
Oh my— Hold on now, hold on
Oh, that hurt
Just bought a new Audi, that b*t*h goin' fast
If you are not first, then, b*t*h, you are last
Kick you in the ribs and they shatter like gla**
If I catch you outside then I'm gon' beat your a**
I'm makin' sales and that boy did the dash
So I grab the .38, shoot at his a**
Man, that was crazy, it all happened fast
I'm back in the car and said to hit the gas
Copy my moves, ho, that won't get you nowhere
Lookin' real stupid with fake sh*t that you wear
Knock on your door, and you answer like, "Who there?"
Christopher Robin, they shot at me, Pooh bear
Why you got a gun when you ain't never shot one?
Boy, you a pu**y, you shouldn't have got one
You gonna snitch on the day that the cops come
'Cause you a b*t*h and you can't even face one
Do you want?
Woow, hoo-hoo
Eke, who-ha-ha
Eem-huow
E-he-he-huow
Hahahaha (*Clapping*)
Right there, right there
I think I touched a nerve
Right there! Aargh, I think I got a nerve
Right there
Alright, we got him, we got him
Hold on right there, hold on, hold—, hold on right there
Oh, wait, maybe, maybe don't touch it
Can you feel it?
Aargh, yeah, daargh
It's that I got a crazy little boy who can only say, "I wanna go fast"
fast
That’s what I thought you would say
I'll tell you what, I'ma go cry and get some milk
Just bought a new Audi, that b*t*h goin’ fast
If you are not first, then, b*t*h, you are last
Kick you in the ribs and they shatter like gla**
If I catch you outside then I'm gon' beat your a**
I'm makin' sales and that boy did the dash
So I grab the .38, shoot at his a**
Man, that was crazy, it all happened fast
I'm back in the car and said to hit the gas
Copy my moves, ho, that won't get you nowhere
Lookin' real stupid with fake sh*t that you wear
Knock on your door, and you answer like, "Who there?"
Christopher Robin, they shot at me, Pooh bear
Why you got a gun when you ain’t never shot one?
Boy, you a pu**y, you shouldn’t have got one
You gonna snitch on the day that the cops come
'Cause you a b*t*h (Yeah, ayy) and you can’t even face one
Walk up, I'm throwin' blood at the carpet
My b*t*h a demon, she love when I start sh*t
Look, yo' b*t*h swear that love with a artist
I f**k her right then ’cause that b*t*h not the smartest
Ain't no question, then, who go the hardest?
Bentley type, hop out, my b*t*h in the parkin'
Boy, I walk with a dog, keep it barkin'
We pop out at midnight 'cause that's when it's darkest
It's been a couple murders 'round town
We did a couple murders 'round town
B*t*h, I'll go get naughty like [?]
The cops pull up on me, I just hop out
I want yo' b*t*h 'cause that ho got potential
I got this dagger that scrapin' our dental
Said he want smoke, well, that boy gon' see metal
Whip out the choppa, this ready to end you
Pull out the choppa, it ready to end you
Me and Young Kami got mops on our hip too
Was throwin' her mouth and now he got the dead too
That dude pop a Perc' and OD in the phone booth
B*t*h, I don't care, don't tell me what you goin' through
Think that you hard, tellin' me what you gonna do
We know you got guns but we know that they don't shoot
This the last song I record in my home booth
Don't you stick that knife in your leg
*Stab*
Daargh, woow, wait, ow!
Yo, hold on, hold—, ow
Oh my— Hold on now, hold on
Oh, that hurt
Just bought a new Audi, that b*t*h goin' fast
If you are not first, then, b*t*h, you are last
Kick you in the ribs and they shatter like gla**
If I catch you outside then I'm gon' beat your a**
I'm makin' sales and that boy did the dash
So I grab the .38, shoot at his a**
Man, that was crazy, it all happened fast
I'm back in the car and said to hit the gas
Copy my moves, ho, that won't get you nowhere
Lookin' real stupid with fake sh*t that you wear
Knock on your door, and you answer like, "Who there?"
Christopher Robin, they shot at me, Pooh bear
Why you got a gun when you ain't never shot one?
Boy, you a pu**y, you shouldn't have got one
You gonna snitch on the day that the cops come
'Cause you a b*t*h and you can't even face one
Do you want?
Woow, hoo-hoo
Eke, who-ha-ha
Eem-huow
E-he-he-huow
Hahahaha (*Clapping*)
Right there, right there
I think I touched a nerve
Right there! Aargh, I think I got a nerve
Right there
Alright, we got him, we got him
Hold on right there, hold on, hold—, hold on right there
Oh, wait, maybe, maybe don't touch it
Can you feel it?
Aargh, yeah, daargh
