[Verse 1]
They ask:
'Who's that f**ing bald head, taking over my stage?'
They want to know who the f** I am?
I am the grim Reaper. I'm coming to f**ing haze you
Booh! To enforce my judgement
Look at my horse
On which I attack
Give it a lick!
Ouh! It tastes just like crack. Yeah?
Look at its back and its black metal head
Or at its bu*t: It's a trunk full of swag. yeh!
You want to take a ride? Right now?
[Hook]
Get in the car, boys!
Get in! Get in!
We'll take a f**ing spin to Gods rim
And kick his a**, ‘cause we race faster than him
No one can battle us. $uperking!
Get in the car, girls!
Get in! Get in!
We'll take a spin to the wild side within
How can power as big as this be a sin?
Wrin Wrin! You hear the Reapers violin?
[Verse 2]
Mr. English? Come on! Let her rip. Step on it
'till we Hit the guard raling. Flip the car well!
Strip, mademoiselles! It's a back seat party
Beer for my buddies, champagne for my shawty
In her dads Maserati. It's not mine, so f** it!
But if you spend your money on us
We'd really regard you
Look at you!
You're all f**ing beautiful
You wanna take a ride? Right now?
[Hook]
You hear that, motherf**er?
You don't wanna mess around with my horse, motherf**er!
Sometimes overtaking motherf**ers ain't easy
Even the oldest limp dick s**er can be pretty speedy
Better run for the pit stop. Go!
You'll just be pavement pizza. Slow down!
Slow down ‘till I say go! (3x)
But then you better run for your life, ho
Slow down ‘till I say go! (3x)
These motherf**ers don't know how to roll
Slow down ‘till I say go! (3x)
This place is out of control. Slow!
Now go!