Lyrics
[Gun Play]
Rest in peace Chad Butler, I'll see you when I get there
But for now I'm doin' 90 in a cigarette with bitches
Lookin' back on last year laughin' at the mirror
I'm on TV, I look a little clearer
You look a little worried, chill and come and smell the money in the bag
I'm a crash, too many hundreds on the dash
Killer come ride with me, know what I mean, holla at me
Trilla, Gun Play, triple C I'm outta here
[Hook - R. Kelly with DJ Drama ad-libs]
Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs
Speeeeed, Speedin'
Speeeeed, I'm speedin'
I can't stop it's all I know
From a young'n I was taught to get dough
Speeeeed, Speedin'
Speeeeed, I'm speedin'
[Flo Rida]
Flo rida I got on my digital dash
I'm going ghetto miles per hour no speed pass
I Dayl Earn got my baby momma pregnant as fast
They said that I am his daddy
It's "Good times" junior NASCAR but in a Caddy
Speedin' this time the snitches won't tell
I was MTV when the ball dropped playa
Tila in my Tequila before I struck out the 12
Big Apple with apple bottoms the haters can go to hell
Number one on billboards Mr. Rubber band boy
Like a boy-yoy-yoing, bounce back in my tom force
Got the nitro in the Ford, Alicia Keys with the chords
Fast cars, I want more
[Brisco]
I'm livin' life in the fast lane with no L's or brakes
Why should I care about tomorrow when I'm doin' it today
No insurance on the Chevy but it's OK
Tell them catch me if they can while I'm speedin' away...
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