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Talladega Nights (feat. Sebastian Reynoso & Dizzy Wright)
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Yeah Yeah Cut the lights, yeah (Lights) Smoke, get high Wanna drink, take shots from 3-Point lines, yeah (Lines) Close your eyes when you think you know you feel the vibes, yeah (Vibes) Visualizing paradise between your thighs, yeah (Paradise) Out racin’ to your house on Talledega Nights, yeah Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrrrt It’s on sight, yeah (It’s on sight) When you’re eating good, gotta watch for parasites, yeah (‘Site) Racin’ to your house, gotta watch for police lights, yeah (Light) I’m racin’ to your house on Talledega Nights, yeah Talledega, I know you 100 favors I know I told you I was comin’ later But I was fightin’ the temptation And I know that you impatient I’m drivin’ over the limitation Reminisce bout the sensation It’s in my mind it’s in rotation Road-ragin’ Know you tired of the quotation Know you fired up and still blazin’ I know your eyes lookin’ real Asian Gettin’ high with me on occasion I’m geeked up like a Caucasian Speedin’ up like a car chase I’m so horny if I whip it out, you between a rock and a hard place So many bands, so many bands, had to put in a guitar case We be ballin’ like the Barclays We don’t ever do the small face Gettin’ money won’t you count 100 thousand dollars whit me on your off day Cut my old hoes off, they Salt Bae Cut the lights, yeah (Lights) Smoke, get high Wanna drink, take shots from 3-Point lines, yeah (Lines) Close your eyes when you think you know you feel the vibes, yeah (Vibes) Visualizing paradise between your thighs, yeah (Paradise) Out racin’ to your house on Talledega Nights, yeah Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrrrt It’s on sight, yeah (It’s on sight) When you’re eating good, gotta watch for parasites, yeah (‘Site) Racin’ to your house, gotta watch for police lights, yeah (Light) I’m racin’ to your house on Talledega Nights, yeah Yeah Might Ricky and Bobby to this (Uh-huh) I’m ready to spaz with Jazz (Spaz) And the homies that got me on this (On God) Generation, I cool with the coolest (Cool) Me and Sloppy Robby in the mix But you got me racin’ Talledega Nights and I’m still wasted Now I need a pick-me-up and calm down Gotta watch the police lights and sound Man, you know I grow the sticky-icky year ‘round Pull up with a bag as big as your big ass head Puttin’ flavors all in your town Crossin’ lights, acceleratin’ Where you at, that’s the destination Racin’ to you, **** the separation Got another nigga hittin’ up her line (Up her line) Gotta step it up before he takes what’s mine (Take what’s mine) She got angelic The type of energy you televise Life is better high When you count a half a million dollars You know you the, you know what, never mind Cut the lights, yeah (Lights) Smoke, get high Wanna drink, take shots from 3-Point lines, yeah (Lines) Close your eyes when you think you know you feel the vibes, yeah (Vibes) Visualizing paradise between your thighs, yeah (Paradise) Out racin’ to your house on Talledega Nights, yeah Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrrrt It’s on sight, yeah (It’s on sight) When you’re eating good, gotta watch for parasites, yeah (‘Site) Racin’ to your house, gotta watch for police lights, yeah (Light) I’m racin’ to your house on Talledega Nights, yeah
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