t the type to punch your clock I'm the type to put the metal to the floor in the drop I live life in the fast lane I make a grove of hash Hustle hard
boy's on fuego, like San Diego You're boy been focused since tre-0 And I ain't talking bout my age though My payroll - lane to lane on them thang-th-thangs
at your windshield or your residence Superman to Clark Kent, you better be way harder than the park bench to start this Marcus, Jason, my little brother James
: My life's a joke, you pass and I'll toke Got no money, yeah we broke, but long as it's burnin' we got hope I'll drive, you roll, james brown - he got
And with this funky music I get nuts like a Payday Hey taxi driver take me where I wanna go 235 E. Lane we got a show people get drunk , start throwing
James, got you in range My aim, trained to blow brains (bloaw!) F what you proclaim Seein me is like seein Superman when Clark is with Lois Lane Or sayin
think they know the whole game conform to the norm, to be sane in the brain it's like absolute loss or absolute gain or ummiton wassiton, the middle-in-lane
Lebron James if he's Jordan No, I want ringsfor my performance I'm more Kobe Bryant of an artist Same coach, same game, been starting ... Same triangle offense I come through the lane
Zero Flow How U Want Me Ma, Make Her Get Ova Here Like Scorpion, (And) When It Comes Down To This Recording, I Must Be Lebron James If Hes JordanNo I
you want me ma? Nigga get over here like Scor-pi-on And, When it comes down to this recordin', Im must be LeBron James if he's Jordan No!, I won rings
like james back then wonder how respected was the life i chose being famous wasnt nothing i just liked my dough i was living in the fast lane man for
block burner like Lil' Wayne, revisin' the game like King James The head turner like Slim Thug Chain I'm bangin' hooks like Sugar Shane I'm thowed off like Major Payne, talkin' shit like Brother Lane
cause I'm insane in tha brain Bitch I got Rick James in my veins Real niggas never change We just let it bang Roll through the gutter lane Daddy
givin it up, till the day we die Niggaz hit me up, I'ma have ta erupt So motherfucker West Up! (repeat 2X) Verse One: WC Nigga clear the lane, here I
can see I'm different G The universal magnificently I rock the party efficiently From the Brooklyn but centered to And I do it so lyrically That you got to give it to me Like Rick James
shawty don't try Shawty got game Like lebron james Call lou ?? Sawty untaimed Shawt got money Lil Shawty want change Shawty ice chains Boyfriends lame Shawty ride trucks Shawty switch lanes
in the morning I'm gone in the 6-Tre Wit the windows up, must have had gin in the cup 'cause I'm swervin in the fast-lane gotta be spinnin em up (X-caliba
got girls to moon us No cuddling ma, you won't spoon us Don't spit game, just sell Rick James Baby boy, my nick name is Switch Lanes Slash stick change
