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Grand Prix
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STUNNA COLD
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Yeah, aye, fatal Zip, flare, another Grand Prix Yeah, aye In the fast lane Yeah, aye Turn it up a little bit Luxebwoys Platinumbwoys You know how I'm rocking n***a Yeah, L-U-X-E Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, aye Run it up again, I had to get it off the lot Do a hundred miles, like I'm running from the cops Pedal to the floor, butterfly doors Open up doors, b*t*h it's coming off People really hope that I have a way People really wish that I wasn't safe People really wish that I wasn't it Now a n***a balling on some bullsh*t Man I'm living in the fast lane Man I hope I don't crash mane Man I'm living in the fast lane Man I hope I don't crash mane (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (zip!) Yeah, yeah, aye, fatal Yeah, yeah Loyalty's a must Royalty is plus Loyalty is me Royalty is us n***as really wishing that my life was in a ditch I was rocking foreign, they was rocking Fitch Now I'm rocking Preme, they still rocking Fitch Bum ass n***as, ya'll ain't on sh*t Try me and my family, I'll kill you n***as Stitch Lilo, Lilo my wave on the wrist, yeah Man I'm living in the fast lane Man I hope I don't crash mane Man I'm living in the fast lane Man I hope I don't crash mane (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
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