New Car by kid billy

[verse 1] aaah new car L.E.N beats baby haha Dekoy Lets go you aint

ready for this baby lets do it

 

[Verse 2] imma grip up on the wheel pull clutch pull a hammy shit i got

my speakers going wammy they hammering on the beat when come on

the street with some rhymes and nice beat ill make it flow like a pro now

im slaying with a new Ferrari pulling 180 shit that aint nothing mor like 250

that what they be saying now i just be praying i dont loose the race trying

to keep a pace on the track that where i be at now look you gone got

a flat wait did i just spat a sick rap na man now look i got a lambo going

all comando at my condo blowing o's out the window this just an intro listen

to the beat in new car i just got scar time to spar like star wars at the bar

rubing engines didnt i mention im in a new car with my name tattoo on

the bar now i see a spark from the muffler cap in the dark zip zap zoom

im in the view i see this finish line 2miles down the blind side cruising

in my sick ride feeling lots of pride with my bride got underglow going

like a strobe speeding all over the globe nope im flying down the slope

i see the po looking at me through a scope time to go but he cant cope

of no time to throw snow in a row to low to blow but my new car likes to

stay with flow dont like to go slow not when im speeding in a Bentley

it do go so gently and it aint very friendly shit see any pennys is see many

any twentys lots an plenty but im race pink baby siting in the lobby in my

bentley got so many but my new car is my new ride see i aint gonna say

what my new car be because then the whole damn crowd would want to

be me so take seat or maby a knee as i going on a killing spree then

every one will flee once the see me shit i feel free like one two three g

i didnt think stink maby cause you drink wait i think i just saw you wink

na you just shrink on the link i got black ink on my ride call it a nice

guy with a blue sky and some spie on the side line got a case of wine

in the back got a twenty stacked in the back with my homie zack so

listen to my track didnt you hear crack nope you to damn black or

to damn wack living off of crack so ill just sit on the track an look at

that bitches rack might cause me a flat spat!!!! i just ran over a damn cat

crap this is the end of my rap trap now fucking clap ha