Speed Sözleri

Yea

I rough voco, for my locos.

My nigga Hi-C, 2nd II None, AMG

And the Q-U the new

You knew

I could flip it to any particular groove

I came ok now

Check it if you want to but it's all in vein

Because my game is still the same

Perfection!

Fill me as I fill you in

I never rode a pony but I'm genuine

So give me just a little bit of nicotine

And a sticky green

And I'm a hit it with the icky cream

Booyah I hit her on the neck with the wet

And made the hooker jump without a safety net

Hit the ground break her back

Get up and do it again because she can really take a shot on the chin

caffeine cappucino chase it with some no-doz

Up all night like the moon glows

Searching for new hoes

They really want to follow my lead

indeed and give a nigga just what I need

Chorus:

When I'm on speed

I'm faster then most

And I can rock a party from coast to coast

The Q-U-I-K is the name I spell

One hundred and twenty-four beats per minute I rock well

Because I'm tight to the second power

When I hit the liquor

And I don't serve emcees

I'm serve dickas

Bang bang boogie

When I hit a shot of loogie

And the Booger try to put it on me

But I got that moves to show her

I floated like Noah

I struck that vine like a Boa

Constrictor when I dicked her down

Now ya feel just like a circus clown when I work this

Jack of all trades

Master to few

Test these test these 1, 2

Gettin down with my nigga AM to the G in the PM

Hookers wanna see him

Big cat callin

Superfat ballin

Indeed

Give us what we need

When I'm on speed

Chorus 4x

Faster then the concord

On board

Call me the pilot

Baby better let me know shes excited

In the testerosa

Sippin memosas

Girls want me to sign posters

International with the steelo

Got hookers from Cancun to Rio

Fly it in united

Boy don't even try it

You can't buy it

Got freaks at the hyatt

Hit the weed up

Then turn the speed up

The booty from the backs the only way I eat up

Quicker than Jackie Chan

I switch off the coochy like a rubber band

She wanna be ore than the average fan

But the hoe needs a job and a man

And a retirement plan

So baby don't cry the blues

Cause I know a gang of hoes in your shoes

Chorus 4x

La da la da da da ('till fade)