CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Amber Alert

Ha ha, yes
Yes, I am Nascar, b*t*h
I'm you, who are? I'm-- hey (I f**king lost my line)
How that sh*t go again?

I ain't no snitch, I don't tattle
Snakes among you If you listen they rattle, uh
I shoot you down like a jackal
B*t*h, I'm a devil, can't go in the chapel, uh
I smoke him down like tobacco
I mix the rick with the fantasy castle, uh
Pu**y, you don't want to battle
Yo b*t*h in here riding me like a saddle
Let, let two
Shooting him down and I gotta aim like--oh
Couple of thousand, you better pay me, uh
B*t*hes as loud as about a KD, uh
Shawty, a groupie, she wanna rape me, uh
I'm smoking my weed, no b*t*h, I'm facing, uh
When I'm on the beat, I feel like Tay Keith, uh
B*t*h, I am Nascar, but I'm not racing, uh
Yes sir, yes sir, I made a messer, messer
25 liners on my dresser (dresser)
Ay, I walk in, cla** in, I say f**k yo lecture
Let this .40 bust him, R.I.P. professor, aye
I think I need me a succubus, b*t*h
But I don't have a soul (don't have one, whoa)
My sh*t get so [?]
Suck on this d**k, it prolly show my cult
Shawty wanna eat me up
Early morning like some cheese in the bowl
She told me "Nascar, I love you."
I told her "B*t*h, sorry. I don't."
You was a opp, now you obsolete
R.I.P., we'll let you rot in peace
Shawty a eater, so I cannot keep her
T.I.P, I'll let her thot in peace
I keep it greasy like Socrates
Say she wan' kick it like soccer team
Never mind, she got a man
N***a, you still gon' hit? Probably
She eat the d**k like a cannibal, nickname her 'Hannibal'
Suck me like Danimals, stretching her manimals
She used to lick me, I rode like a boat
Now when I her she bust it open like can elope (Woo)
Off when they see me, I'm built like an animal
That's why I keep my pa**port at your attainable
These cops is brazy, hoes are my babies
And the president's f**king up, too on the symbol
K in the case if I clean, I say "Wife is no"
I put the hex in your ex, like it's body cold
said it's body flow
Giving my tracks and nobody ain't gotta know
Yeah, that mamacita spicy, just like jalapeno
Remember that d**k til it dough like a zomino
She say that she wanna live by my [?]
Cause I got my own, it feel like a [?]
Me, no, that's not yo [?]--tal (uh-huh)
Pull out, sold yo den--tal
Don't care bout yo wrist-(nope)-froze
I still floss with your re--nal
It's not yo [?] (ah, yeah)
Pull out, sold yo den--tal
Don't care bout yo wrist--froze
I still floss with your re--bro (B*t*h!)

Yeah, that was fun... can--can we do it again?