Tekst
It's good intent, yah!
Wintertime, I changed the game (okay)
Hit the highway I'm changing lanes (alright)
Girlies fighting over me like Flavor Flav (flavor)
Collect the bag and disappear I think I'm David Blaine (gone)
They gave the wrong young nigga money (money)
To hit the stage I need five hundred (thousand)
Designer shades cost me 900 (hundred)
Hop in the Beamer then this Daytona 500
Lit up the extendo on Daytona beach (Daytona)
Fucked around and spent the weekend overseas (Paris)
Did it for no reason, I do as I please
Feature cost a couple G's
Rock out in my Rock jeans (hmm, alright)
Copers cannot find me (keep looking)
It ain't no gold, that boy do some copper on his teeth (phonie)
Nigga tried to run off with my style, you's a thief (you's a thief)
Run a pack like I'm Barry Sanders
Smokin' gas like I'm Larry Sanders (gas)
Free all my guys out the slammer (free them)
All up in my business, girl, you Ned Flanders (howdy?)
They gave the wrong young nigga money (money)
To hit the stage I need five hundred (thousand)
Designer shades cost me 900 (hundred)
Hop in the Beamer then this Daytona 500
