Seiha Racing Club (Intro)

[Verse 1]

Ok!
I woke up this morning like "Homie I did it again!"
I had it, I pimped it, I flipped it then bought it again
Look at the flick of the wrist man, I swear it's a sin
They got lost in the wind
While I'm still in it to win
(Wooh! x2)
Peep the swag, shorty let yo' panties drop
(Argh-Ouh)
This that bounce to make a shorty pussy pop
(Argh-Ouh)
I'm chilling with my dudes, putting gaz
While I spa-spa-spazz
On this tra-tra-track
While this pretty young lass
Steady eyeing my cash
'Got this ch-ch-ch-opper
In my pants, if mami's tryna get right

[Hook]

They be trippin when they see us on the road
(We reppin' Seiha)
Too fast for y'all, we never fold
(We reppin' Seiha)
Three digits in the dash, let's roll
Wanna' race with us my homie let's go
If you lose we leaving with yo' dough
(We reppin' Seiha)

[Verse 2]

These haters deal with emotions like bitches
Cuz they don't want to see us pull up in JDM engines
When I blow up, I'mma cop me two benzes
Shorty said stop buying clothes, go get yo' driver's license
But I'm different, rarely brag
'Bout my swag like these dudes
Said I'm different, take you on dates
That's how I move
She calls me "Casanova"
Sex appeal of Nick Carter
My eggplant got her cat gushing like Niagara
I might pull up in a baby blue Supra
With my Seiha brother
Swerving like two King Koopas
Foreigns everywhere, but this ain't "Fast & Furious"
We got 'em wilding like Eddie Murphy's "Delirious"
It ain't hard to tell, your lady's a little curious
My mack game's on Sasuke, always serious (Hah!)
I'm leaving with two girls tonight
Might as well work with yo' hands cuz you ain't smashing tonight

See ya!

[Hook]