List of songs

[Shirk]

American Cars

To Counting Crows - American Girls

They come out on Fridays, every week
Parks right in a line
I could have beat anyone of them
Just wait another race for them to fall apart
Might not make it another day

I wish it was anyone but me
I should have beat that guy you see
He had something special just under his hood

American cars are pleather and noise
Sloid rear axles for all of the boys
Cant hold a candle to a 4G or 2JZ
Making some torque but not too much else

They come out on the streets every night
But then they never win a race
What do they do with that displacement
I can beat anyone you see
Its nothing like Japanese engineering

American cars are pleather and noise
Sloid rear axles for all of the boys
Cant hold a candle to a 4G or 2JZ
Making some torque but not too much else

Little Chevy racing me everyday
I could get the same from my moms minivan
So if hes got some spray
well, its alright and I'm ok
Hey, he said come back again tonight
And I said, I might, I might, I might
He said Ill bring my spray
If its alright, its alright with you
Hell yeah its alright with me

I waited for hour last Friday night
but he never showed his face
He couldnt handle what I brought him
Im going through the domestics
Beating everyone, almost everyday
I should have beat that guy you see
I wish it was anyone but me
Nothing but Spray and Turbo under my hood

American cars are pleather and noise
Sloid rear axles for all of the boys
Cant hold a candle to a 4G or 2JZ
Making some torque but not too much else

If i made you cry
Just tell me why
Its cause your slow
And Im so damn fly

American cars are pleather and noise
Cant win a race to save their damn lives

American cars, slow
American cars
American cars
slow, slow, slow, slow


American cars, Slow
American cars
American cars
Slow, slow, slow, slow

Im so damn fly
Im so damn fly
Im so damn fly
Yeah Im so damn fly
Im so damn fly
Hey, slow american car
slow, slow, slow, yeah

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Bubba Im comin home

To Ozzy - Mama Im Coming Home

Cars have changed, some friends are strange
Here I come, but I just cant stay
Bubba, I'm coming home
Whores have come. seems to me
There should have been more whores for you and me
Bubba, I'm coming home

You brought some girls and I bought them beer
Yeah, we knew we'd get some that night
They passed out and could not stand
Damn, the liquor was too strong

We kicked them out, we got some more
We went back to drink at the strip
Bubba, Im coming home
Tonights the night, Were looking fly
I cant wait, its been too long
Bubba, Im coming home

Selfish bitch yeah we were all alone
I took her to the shed
But she wanted some more Id had enough
I sent her to see Bub

Weve watched jackass a thousand times
Every Sunday at your house
I dont know all the whores names
But Bubba, Bubba, Im comig home
Im coming home

You brought some girls and I bought them beer
Yeah, we knew we'd get some that night
They passed out and could not stand
Damn, the liquor was too strong

Weve watched jackass a thousand times
Every Sunday at your house
I dont know all the whores names
But Bubba, Bubba, Im comig home
Im coming home

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2Pac's "hit 'em up"

So I smoked your bitch
You slow mutha-fucka
Knoxville
K-Town-SupaTunas
You know who the fast cars are
ricers we brign it to

First off, smoked your bitch
and the club you claim
Knoxville when we ride
Came equipped with game
you claim to be a racer
But I bust yo ride
We smoke all yo boys
ricers broke for life
With rice boys tryin to see me weak
Cars I toast
KLR and EVO clubs some mark ass bitches
We keep em running
While we running for your title
Steady shifting
Keep on bustin all them fools
You know the rules
Little Civic go ask your mommie
How Ill leave ya
Cut yo young ass up
leave you walkin
Now be deceased
Lil Golf
Dont fuck with real as racers
quick to blows your ugly car off the streets
So fuck a lease
I let them ricers know
It's on for life
Dont let the Knoxville
rule the night
Rice kids gets waxed and kilt
Race me and get you paint peeled
You know, see

Start your ride when you see kingpin
Call your boys when you see kingpin
Who bet me,
but you punks didnt know
That ive added a 100 shot since we rolled
Ricer, I'll bust yo ass

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Free Ballin'

Tom Petty - Free Fallin

Out the Hot tub, balls at my knees
Slingin up to my ass-crack too
They're hangin low, 'crazy bout tea bag
Loves college chicks, and their mother's too

It's a long schlong, living in my levi's
On the freeway, I aint scared to show em off
Im a big boy cause I dont even fit her
Im a big boy, for rippin her shit

And Im free, free ballin'
Yeah Im free, free ballin'

All the slut whores, walkin through the strip mall
Move East bound, Scarlett Oak Place
And all my home-boys are waitin in my living room
All the bad girls are comin home with me

And I'm free, free ballin'
Yeah I'm free, free ballin'
Free ballin', now I'm free ballin', now I'm
Free ballin', now I'm free ballin', now I'm

I wanna slide down, your black lacey thong
I wanna ride you, all fucking night
Gonna Free Ball every day
Gonna get me another roll in the hay

And Im free, free ballin'
Yeah Im free, free ballin'

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Hot for Racing

Van Halen - Hot for Teacher

Oh damn, nizzle!
Wait a second man. Whadda think the scene is gonna look like this year
Kick Ass, man!
R-R-Ricer stop that reving, nizzle dont you see?
Don't wanna be no riced-out fool.
Maybe I should spend some dough, but I am flat ass broke
Ricer needs to be taken to school

I think of all the rice kids that I have smoked
But then they never quite had the shit like this
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad,
I'm hot for racing
I've got it bad, so bad,
I'm hot for racing

Hey I heard that you were spinning, Im back
I brought some race gas
Give me a reason to go, man

I heard about your timeslips, but hell they can be faked
I know about this trick
Little punk from Knoxville Drag, how can you be so slow
How did you think that you could hang

I think of all the rice kids that I have smoked
But then they never had shit quite like this
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad,
I'm hot for racing
I've got it bad, so bad,
I'm hot for racing

Oh man, you think the lights are slow?
You don't feel that slow?
Aint fast as this!

[Shirk]

I lost it

Kenny Chesney - I lost it

I had a thousand dollar turbo in my hand
So tired of working I could barely stand
From my car being on jackstands for a ******* year

So with a hopeful heart I got on the creeper
With some oil in my eye I still could see
It was the tranny again, I was mad as hell

Norwalk hung on what that leak meant
Then I stripped the bolt, and I lost it...

Nothing can make me cuss, make me pissed
Make me throw my shit across the room, like a DSM
Its a fucking curse, there is no cure
Only thing to do is break it again At the track
And I dont know what Ill do, since I lost it

Well I got the new tranny in, cranked it - wont start
Tore the motor down, holy shit guess what
Threw a damn rod straight out of the fucking block
Then I took the head off and to make things great
Id bent a valve, can it get any better
I cant imagine anything else going wrong
My friend said, have you checked it for crankwalk
Dail gauge read .075", I lost it...

Nothing can make me cuss, make me pissed
Make me throw my shit across the room, like a DSM
I kicked the cat, I punched the dog
I would have beat my wife if she hadnt been at the mall
And I dont know what Ill do, since I lost it

I picked my tools up off the floor
Towtruck man walked through the door
We drug that fucker up and down the damn street

Nothing can make me cuss, make me pissed
Make me throw my shit across the room, like a DSM
I kicked the cat, I punched the dog
I would have beat my wife if she hadnt been at the mall
And I dont know what Ill do, since I lost it

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Joints and Bongs

James Taylor - Fire and Rain

Just yesterday morning, I bought myself this new bong
Ese the plan was to smoke an ounce or two
I stumbled round the house, looking for my weed
I just cant remember where I stashed the bag

Ive hit joints and ive hit bongs
Ive seen bags of weed that weighed 100 pounds
Ive seen dry ass times when I could not find a joint
But I always knew that Id smoke grass again

Wont you come over here, Ramon
Youve got to help me find this bud
I'll let you take a big fucking hit or two
My bodys shaking and my bongs in my hand
And I aint smoking none of your schwig shit

Oh, Ive hit joints and ive hit bongs
Ive seen bags of weed that weighed 100 pounds
Ive seen dry ass times when I could not find a joint
But I always knew that Id smoke grass again

Been eating peanut butter on triscuits drinking lotsa capri sun
Ramone knows when the shotguns blown you head jus spins around
Well, theres another half ounce left in tha bag, to smoke with my boys
Sweet dank and resin make me hold on to the ground

Oh, Ive hit joints and ive hit bongs
Ive seen bags of weed that weighed 100 pounds
Ive seen dry ass times when I could not find a joint
But I always knew that Id smoke grass again

Thoght I'd smoke the bud again
Theres just a few more hits left to pass around, now
Thought I'd hit it, thought I'd smoke the bong again, now

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Keep on driving you

REO Speedwagon - Keep on loving you

(The car)
You should have seen from the fade in my paint, baby
That you shouldnt have bought me
You should have known by the tone of my exhaust, maybe
But you didnt listen
You kicked my tires
but you never checked
The compression of my motor
Its low and my frame was all bent

(The Owner)
I wish I knew that you were a POS
Still its too damn late
Cause I have 3 more payments to make
And youre mine forever
And I meant all the words I said
When I kicked you and cussed
Your being a POS daily driver

But Im gonna keep on driving you
Cause youre all that I can freaking afford
I dont wanna be seen
I just wanna keep on driving you

And I meant all the words I said
When I kicked you and cusses
Your being a POS daily driver

But Im gonna keep on driving you
Cause youre all that I can freaking afford
I dont wanna be seen
I just wanna keep on driving you

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Dr Dre - Let me ride


Driftin' round the curves up at the gap
Aint nothing piss me of like a damn speed trap
Now soon as Im rolling, always get revved on
By some ricer with an intake, straight tryin to bust me
ya wanna make power, make power
I make a phone call my nizzles rollin like a moving car show
Tire tracks being found on Kingston
with the freakin LSD, aint no single tire track
so listen to B O V, everyday
rollin in my Dawg with 19 inches
And got sounds for the bitches, clockin all the riches
Gotz to keep it in between the ditches
So would you just walk on by, cause my ride is fly
And no this aint rice with an "I"
Its the shizzle nizzle Skinny Pimp, from the ATL
on a rhymin spree, a straight G
Hop back as I take the targa top out
I let the 13B commence to POP POP POP
yeah, cuz if it dont start
I have to get the starter fluid out, go back and spray another shot

Cause Im rolling in tha big dawg
with all the ricers sayin

Swing down, to our shop, give me a ride
hell yeah
swing down, to our shop, give me a ride
with all the ricers sayin
Swing down, to our shop, give me a ride
Hell yeah
Swing down, to our shop, give me a ride

Verse Two:

Just another nothing race for me so I begin like this
No Chrome bottle, sneaky petes, no NOS at'll its just
That tuner style, with tuner parts
that tuner shit, that makes the race a snap, uhh
Aint 'fraid to race on tha street
And word to my boyz and all my hoes that ride when I
bring tha pain to all that try
As I roll in my 2JZ on

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[Shirk]

To the tune of Notorious B.I.G.s Juicy

Fuck all you hoes, let her rip motherfucker

Yeah, this song is dedicated to all u foos that said I'd never make a 9 second pass, to all the people that lived next door to my parents that I was wrenching in front of that called the police on my when I was just tryin to street tune my ride to make the power to smoke all comers, and all the stuntaz in the scene, you know what I'm sayin'? Cant forget my babies momma


It was all a dream
I used to read Turbo magazine
Papadakis and Shepard all up in tha racing scene
Hangin pictures on my wall
Every Thursday, knox drags, SSR, and Mayo's flames
I let my bottle open til my motor popped
Smokin klr and evo, slippin clutch I never stop
Layed back, when I had the red and black maxima
Wit da hat to match
Remember Import Intimidator, teh dum, teh dum
You never thought that the skinny pimp would take it this far
Now Im in tha spotlight cause my ride is tight
Time to get paid, blow up like a honda on spray
Scott Miller, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat Wankles for dinner
Peace to all my boys and girls, living in tha racin scene
You know who you are, you thought i didnt care
Im blowin up like you thought I would
Call the Cell, need a ride, tow truck on its way
And if you dont roll, now you roll, stunta


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Prove Yourself (from the 1/8 Mile Soundtrack)

Yo, his tires are bald, power down, rims are heavy
Theres bugs on his grill already, fuckin WD40
He's slow, but on the surface look fast and furious
To smoke fools, but he keeps forgetting
To open his Naws, his babbies mommas so proud
He revs his motor, but his BOV wont open
His car is smokin, everyone is chokin
The tree is starting, redlight, bloah!
Pull back into second, Oh there goes his opponent
Oh, there goes the rabbit, he lost
Hes so mad, but he wont give up that easy
No, he wont leave it, he knows the whole strips ropes
It dont matter hes dope
He knows that, but he broke
His piston come straight out tha block
When he goes back to his parents house, thats when is
back to the lab again
wit the mad scientist
he better go get his babbies momma and hope tha rabbit dont pass him

[Chorus:]
You better prove yourself on tha dragstrip, tha moment
You OWWN it, you better never never let it go
you only get one shot, so dont miss your chance to roll
The opportunity to win only comes every thursday yo,

You better prove yourself on tha dragstrip, tha moment
You OWWN it, you better never never let it go
you only get one shot, so dont miss your chance to roll
The opportunity to win only comes every thursday yo

His exhaust is smoking, cause his plugs, must be gaping
This track is his for the smokin
Make me king, as my girl does the bikini contest
a normal car is boring, but a 9 sec pass is close to post mortom
It only gets closer, exhaust only hotter
He blows all the fast cars owners, gotz hoes like no other
Coast to coast shows, hes knows as the ricemaster
Lonely roads, god only knows
He got nothing, cept his ride and his hoes
Saving money, for the next APC product
He doesnt know why, he just wants it
Then the shows, they dont want him
Theyve moved on the the next schmoe who rolls
His nosed scraped and hood cracked
So the shows are over, races done
I suppose its old hat, to lose for our man
Vroom Vroom, Pshh. Pshh

[Chorus:]
You better prove yourself on tha dragstrip, tha moment
You OWWN it, you better never never let it go
you only get one shot, so dont miss your chance to roll
The opportunity to win only comes every thursday yo,

You better prove yourself on tha dragstrip, tha moment
You OWWN it, you better never never let it go
you only get one shot, so dont miss your chance to roll
The opportunity to win only comes every thursday yo

No more games, Imma add a roll cage
Strip this mothfuckin interior out like some Thai Poon
I was playin the tha beginnin, the car is changed now
I been wrenching and porting, bolting turbos on
But i kept racing, daily driver, it dont matter
Best belive im comin out hard, you aint gettin no slack
All the bass amplified by the Phoenix gold in tha back
BFGs in tha front, skinnies in the rear
All the domestic guys look at me and jeer
Just got my AEM EMS, try to tune mah shit
And Im no Papadakis, aint no john shepard, this is my strip
So my times are worse than theirs, they can only get better
trying to get some C16 to feed her need
teeter-totter caught up between being a racer and a dyno queen
baby mammas chearing me on
Too much power in the other lane
Its hard living the life of a gansta racer
Winning is my only mothafuckin option, losings not
Import Tuner, I love you, but this NAWS has got to go
I cannot gain that tenth I need to make a 9 sec pass
1/8 mile, fail me not, this may be the last pass

[Chorus:]
You better prove yourself on tha dragstrip, tha moment
You OWWN it, you better never never let it go
you only get one shot, so dont miss your chance to roll
The opportunity to win only comes every thursday yo,

You better prove yourself on tha dragstrip, tha moment
You OWWN it, you better never never let it go
you only get one shot, so dont miss your chance to roll
The opportunity to win only comes every thursday yo

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The racing song (im gonna miss her)

Well I love her
But I have to race
I spend all day out in this garage
Aint nowhere close to 12's
Today she met me on the can
Said I would have to choose
If I start turning wrenches today
She'd be riding in someone elses car
And she'd be gone by noon

Well I'm gonna miss her
When I get home
But right now Im at the 1/8th mile
And I'm smokin this Datsun
Im sure it'll hit me
When im tearing down my motor tonight
Im gonna miss her
Sum-bitch, I missed a gear

Now theres a chance that if I hurry
I could beg her to stay
But the tires are hookin right
And the race gas is flowin
No tellin who I will smoke today

Well Im gonna miss her
When I get home
But right now Im at the 1/8th mile
And I'm smokin this Datsun
Im sure it'll hit me
When im tearing down my motor tonight
Im gonna miss her
Sum-bitch, I missed a gear

Yeah, Im gonna miss her
Sum-bitch, I missed a gear

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These two words

Saying Id do you
Is the understatement of the whole damn year
Its not that youre special
Not to say that Id kick you out of bed
How easy it would be to get into you pants
Those two words is all you have to say to get my dough
Then Id take you out and buy you gifts to get you into
The bed, everyday

What would you do, if my friends wanted to share you
Those two word will make you rich
Even if you are a damn bitch
What would you do, if with my friends i decide to share
Then theyd probably even pay you
Just for saying I Swallow.

Those two words

Now that weve done you its time to make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hand and touch me
Take my stick and put me into drive
Those two words are all I ever need to hear
Just as long as you never say, thatll be 50
Cus' you aint worth that much

What would you do, if my friends wanted to share you
Those two word will make you rich
Even if you are a damn bitch
What would you do, if with my friends i decide to share
Then theyd probably even pay you
Just for saying I Swallow.

Those two words.

[Inten_Z]

WE almost have enough for the official album!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Shirk]

13. Ive got one on notebook paper that I did in class, and Ive got to finish the one about Sparky breaking his arm...Then we should be good to go.

[Shirk]

yo, yo, yo, yo
yo, yo, yo slizzy
Its da skinny pimp
you gonna come on home with the skinny
you gonna lick my balls cause im da skinny
and you know i aint lickin yo butt
You aint da skinny

You can find me in that truck, bed full of sluts
Look baby, I got the pipe if you want me to lay it
Im into kinky shit, I'll even stick it in yo butt
So come and give me head if you wanna roll wit my click

When I raise on yo ass, you see your pussys wet
When I drop it in deep, its 12 inches..wanna bet
Bitches heard i bring the thunder, now they wanna step to see
But they aint been with no deep fucker thats quite like me
But nizzle aint nothin changed, plenty hoes to go around
I see Bub in the cutt nizzle talkin some hoe up
If you watch Aaron move, youll see the bitch feelin him up
My boys brought some scuzzies home, but they dont got no dick drip
In my hood girls be sayin Skinny pimp, you is so hot
They want me, I want them to call me like they call my nizzle 'hef
But over in knoxville bitches'll tell you that im local
And my plan is to fuck some sluts in the rental focus
Im feelin horny girl, your pussies on my mind
I got three more out back, they wanna bump and grind
Now shawty said shes wet and shes wanting dick,
I aint got the time, so Im sendin her to nick

You can find me in that truck, bed full of sluts
Look baby, I got the pipe if you want me tolay it
Im into kinky shit, I'll even stick it in yo butt
So come and give me head if you wanna roll wit my click

You can find me in that truck, bed full of sluts
Look baby, I got the pipe if you want me tolay it
Im into kinky shit, I'll even stick it in yo butt
So come and give me head if you wanna roll wit my click

My bros, my bros brought me them hoes
That spent my bills and ate my ham
My crib, my cars, my fuckin family jewels
Look nizzle, I got some pics of her bearded clam

And you want it, be still and youll have it
Bitch you mad? You cant bitch about me fuckin your sis
Only thing better would have been you eatin her slit
You tha pussy that I call when Im feeling bored
When I go out at night, bitch you aint gonna go
My boy Sparky been chattin up this new fuckin hoe
But he better be careful 'fore Andy Wood takes her home
If you talkin bout money whore, ya best hit the road
I wont spend it on your ass, lest you charge for that head
If the hoes suck it let 'em suck
Watch the hoes file in
Or we go uptown rollin Exped with bub
You know where we fuckin be

You can find me in that truck, bed full of sluts
Look baby, I got the pipe if you want me tolay it
Im into kinky shit, I'll even stick it in yo butt
So come and give me head if you wanna roll wit my click

You can find me in that truck, bed full of sluts
Look baby, I got the pipe if you want me tolay it
Im into kinky shit, I'll even stick it in yo butt
So come and give me head if you wanna roll wit my click

[Shirk]

This is for Weaver, Caughron, Lil Bubba, all my friends
Sparky, Andy Wood, Aaron, all of yall, not Dan
We need more broads, no disrespect to my dogs
But We need more broads, yea we need more broads
To the nameless, i aint forget ya, dont start no drama
If I had room, I say yo to Skinny Pimp and his babies momma
I ran out of room to write your name course i wastin space right now
If you think I missed you, then consider yourself in now dont bitch

This is for the ones who turned wrenches and be puttin sweat in it
An they come on over early just to get the thing running
Im wit my nizzles for shizzles, we off the heezy believe me
See us, we line em up with ricers and then we leave em so greasy
When I come through in the Sup-Dawg, leave em in the fuel fog
They just got to fall in line and call me the car god
Widebodys and Lowenhearts make Andy Wood giggle
Give him HKS twins, JDM parts, hell be callin you his nizzle

Give me a project car
Give me a camber kit
One so my shit dont rub
And wear down to tha cords

My nizzles send me some HRE's, my HRE's better fit
I said we aint having nothin but 545Rs on this shit
So I rolled out, scoped some rims, they was sold out
But I fucked up, leavin it outside of this hoes house
Fucktard tried to steal my shit, put it on blocks
Cause he thought he was slick, but we all know he not
Lettin him breathe, cause he didnt scratch um
He was steal-in, I spared his life for his chil-drin
I made his hoe give me head behind the buildin
Still rollin HRE's, wouldnt sell 'em for a million
If you wanna make a race, ill break you off
Cause you shit aint gotta nizzle tweakin at all
I smoke yall fools, summer winter spring an the fall
Ask me what I layed down - less than stephen - naw
Im tryin to be the one where everyone says "good god,
this mother truckers shit so fast, its makin me hard"

Give me a project car
Give me a camber kit
One so my shit dont rub
And wear down to tha cords

Look - yall nizzles cant catch me straigt-up
Them ricers know my number so I change up
and my GS300 be 2JZ'ed up
Turbos and front mounts make me want more sluts
Got this DSM you know I been wantin to build
I deal with cars, ladies, them ricers - i dont give a fuck
Project cars, everyone always respects us
Bitch, you cant catch me in my 4 door Lexus
I got an all wheel drive it still dont run right
I got a Supra needs some brakes or it might take your life
I got a big credit card bill, but keep my fridge filled
I like to smoke anyone, imma drag racin pro
A couple of hoes, aint scared of tuners out of Chicago
I got a Skyline too, makes the ricers shit
I got a project car, lets go start some shit.

Give me a project car
Give me a camber kit
One so my shit dont rub
And wear down to tha cords

[cucumber]

:hail:

[RedZX95]

Craig: Is tomorrow night going to be a business expense also? :)

Don't worry, I won't tell the IRS!

[Shirk]

Originally posted by cucumber
:hail:

:embarras: glad you like 'em :)

[cucumber]

Originally posted by Shirk
:embarras: glad you like 'em :)

I'm more of a freestyle guy. :)

[RedZX95]

He can freestyle too...I think.

[Shirk]

To the tune of your body is a wonderland.



We got the restaurant
You got this plate for two
One thing I forgot to do
Order food
Order it for me

One mile of cloth to make a shirt
Your clothes like parachutes
One pair of your trousers can
Swallow three of my friends

Cause if you want food
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of blubber
Take of your big pants
Dont break me
I sure could use a snorkel

Your body is just like a whale
Your body is so big I lost my hands
Your body is just like a whale

Something bout the way your rolls hang off your ass
I love the shape you take when grabbing for that chicken leg
You tell me where to shop and
Though I might not afford it
I'll never let you open the fridge
Without lots of food inside it

You want food
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of Blubber
Take of your big pants
Dont break me
I sure could use a snorkel

Your body is just like a whale
Your body is so big I lost my hands
Your body is just like a whale

Damn Baby
You suffocate me
You thought Shallow Hal had a big one
But you look so plump it hurts sometimes

Your body is just like a whale
Your body is so big I lost my hands
Your body is just like a whale

[S2000]

You have too much time on your hands!

[Shirk]

To Chingy - Right Thurr


Cars aint dirty
look at that ride right there
It makes me wanna say
slow slow slow slow
roll wit mah crew

I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
hittin nitrous when rollin up thru tha 'burg, through tha 'burg
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
Talkin shit on the net, that makes me surrre

I like the way you look in dat ride, say you fast (fast)
lil bastard a racer, he far from good times (good times)
The mad tyte street racer type dat think he fly (fly)
I'm thinkin bout sprayin mah truck
Dirrty, makin it ride
Look at his shit, look at his tip, aint he fast (fast)
I sure wouldn't mind racing dat at tha track
I like it when I race him, cuz he loses by a bit
Jeans saggin cause theyre hard, and they think theys a pimp
I know he drops benjis, 18 years old, he fast
Dont trip on the Cely, just hop in tha hatch
I swooped on him like an eagle, swoop down and smoke
I know you think youre fast, but you gonna go down today

I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
hittin nitrous when rollin up thru tha 'burg, through tha 'burg
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
Talkin shit on the net, that makes me surrre
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
hittin nitrous when rollin up thru tha 'burg, through tha 'burg
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
Talkin shit on the net, that makes me surrre

He be shoppin at APC, just look at his racin wing
Man he's soo fast, does he know that his rim is cracked
His team it is so whack, boy just cut out yo cat
Bet him 300 to run, like bettin on a Bonds jack
He stay in the lot, he be sayin shits ghetto
In real life, boy remind me of Dom Toretto
He be at events, watchin us as we win
All the high rollin cats, wanna smoke dat blur ass
Aint no 10 seconds, all trac geared to run 11's
Its against tha law for us to run the 'bird
If you ever seen us dirty, we headin to the wash
World wide, fools volunteer to clean our cars.

I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
hittin nitrous when rollin up thru tha 'burg, through tha 'burg
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
Talkin shit on the net, that makes me surrre
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
hittin nitrous when rollin up thru tha 'burg, through tha 'burg
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
Talkin shit on the net, that makes me surrre

I like it when we smokin Chad
Cuz I like it when tha track is packed like
slow slow slow slow (uh huh) roll wit our crew
I like it when we smokin Chad
Cuz I like it when tha track is packed like
slow slow slow slow (uh huh) roll with our crew

Gimme what you got for an 1/8 mile (uh)
I throw the spray at cha like you worthwhile
Tweakin on the all trac turbo cat back
Then you backed it up to tha water box, clutch drop (drop)
It Wheelhop (boing), like a bunny (bunny)
I dont need to smoke you when its sunny
Smoke dat ass, and make you give me my money
They should write on us in Sports Illustrated
It's like on the street car Forums site
when we post, all the bitches hated

I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
hittin nitrous when rollin up thru tha 'burg, through tha 'burg
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
Talkin shit on the net, that makes me surrre
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
hittin nitrous when rollin up thru tha 'burg, through tha 'burg
I like it when you roll wit team blurrrr, team blurrr
Talkin shit on the net, that makes me surrre

I like dat yeah
I like dat yeah
I like dat yeah
I like dat slow slow slow roll with our crew

[Jbgti # 2815]

Shirk.... That is the shit!!! I fell in the floor laughing and people sitting around me were like what in the hell is sooo damn funny!!!! I can't figure out which one I like the best:)

[Shirk]

I aim to please :)

[jerome]

Its nice to see an artist so diverse. Being able to switch between rap, country, and rock. I enjoyed everyone of them.

[scoobs]

shirk is the daddy