Mr. Marcelo - Fast Times lyrics

_CURREN$Y_ Yeah, JETS n***a [Mumbling] " these fast times at Ridgemont Fly " X3 YEAH,yeah, YEAH, Jets n***a Where haven't we been n***as thought that I would of fell off by now, but i didn't I never run out of lyrics, I never run out of b**hes I never lost a race after I bought my crate engine, Never forget a face, but names I don't remember sometime Unless the p**y was bomb, I gotta fly Asian model She look like Mulan, she tattooed a airplane on her forearm To show her dedication, you f**in with the planes Ma Can't f** with them lames now, them n***as small change now Ain't it different over here, ain't my diamonds way more clear Them losers wifing prostitutes like Richard Gear in Pretty Woman I just keep it movin in my retro number 3s, you remember the royal blue ones I show you how to do it, rock quality selvedge, none of my sneakers got blue streaks on em' Bumpin Notorious Big - Warning , hold on I hear somebody comin' _MR. MARCELO_ I am that man from the interstates, doin' one seven eight Bathing Apes to the pedal, I am on another level Black on black insides hell yeah I'm in the dark Four four bulldog full I will let it bark Light tints, no incense, just weed smoke Feelin like I'm ridin on water in the speed boat Top back, gun co*ked, just incase a hater run up on me Bet this zombie gonna stop him like a stopwatch I roll through every hood hell yeah I'm good If not, i will make it jump like hopscotch No doubt n***as, know b**hes, know 'Celo The definition of a n***a raised by the ghetto n***as say I been around, I say I'm a be around Good smoke keep high, you will never see me down