Tokyo Drifting

Driftin
Huh, huh, huh, Tokyo driftin
Two things bout the gears, you better listen up
Chrome spokes with the spinners on his tire hubs
Suck smoke in his 40, windows up
He rolls, like he really doesnt give a-
Drug lust, and two packets in your pocket
Clear score, dust hits your nose like a rocket
♪
Scoot-scoot, boy, race up to the super-club
Let rip, like you drank all of the tequila
Get loose, streetfighter, tear it up
Fresh footwear drippin out of you onto the rug
♪
Ooh , now youre lettin go
Heart beatin faster, feet pushin on the floor
Aint nothin better
Ooh, now youre lettin go
Heart beatin faster, feet pushin on the floor
Aint nothin better
Wavey Daveys on fire
You still got it, you still got it alright, yeah
Wavey Daveys on fire
Oh, you still got it, you still got it alright, yeah
♪
Ayy, what is everybody talkin bout?
When they wanna live fast, but Id rather walk it out
Niggas wanna talk about a G
But I spend a G on the twelve teeth in my mouth
Diamonds aquatic, it feel like trout on my wrist
Or a spout on my wrist, put a spider up in it
Everything gotta be eighty, and you keep the twenty percentage
You know that I get it, Im on, and Im in it
And if you try to take it the clip get extended
Im back on my bullshit, like Jordan, no Pippen
If this is my life then Im Tokyo drifting
Ooh, now youre lettin' go
Heart beatin faster, feet pushin on the floor
Aint nothin better
Ooh, now youre lettin go
Heart beatin faster, feet pushin on the floor
Aint nothin better
Wavey Daveys on fire
You still got it, you still got it alright, yeah
Wavey Daveys on fire
You still got it, you still got it alright, yeah
♪
Wavey Daveys on fire
You still got it, you still got it al-
You still, you still got it al-
You still, you still got it alright, yeah (driftin)