Yeah!

I was Like,
Porsche Puller,
Air Force Footer,
Automatic wristed
Therefore shooker

Causing a stir,
Every time I push up
007 with a jester and a look-up
It's Corella-Ella from the FF crew
With a tiger on his shirt,
Alligator on his blues
With a nice young lady
And some righteous kung-fu
I'm fighting without fighting
And lighting you young fool

Frankensteins of mine
I tighten you young screws
Send lighting to your mind
And make you move
Car like cannonball
Run!

I'm lighting my guns fuse
One, that mean I'll lean and leave you
I'm mean as needles
They hook to my hooks
They rehearse my verse
And they sing my singles
I can't even see you

With it Tilted
Brim low
Brim low
With a cardia I
And his car go by like
NEEEEEEOOOOOWWWWW!

Tilted (Tilted)
Brim Low
Brim low
With a cardia I
And his car go by like
NEEEEEEOOOOOWWWWW!
Fresh tha