I'm in the I'm in the We in the We in the, Yeah We in the Don't push me I'm about to blow up I've had it up to here with all your mess and your junk I bit my tongue for too long Now I gotta speak up Get out my way, get out my way Lord help me Jesus Well I'm doin' 120 Rollin' over mail boxes We don't got no radar So please tell me where the cop is I'm chillin' like a villain In my resort I'm bombin' the whole parkin' lot And spittin' on the fake toys Yeah I'm a rollercoaster Yeah I'm a rollercoaster Yeah I go up and down Side to Side and up the holster Yeah I go loopy loopy Yeah I go loopy loopy Yeah I go loco loco Insane Call me Gary Busey I'm in the pink limousine The pink, pink limousine I'm in the pink limousine The pink, pink limousine We in the pink limousine The pink, pink limousine We in the pink limousine The pink, pink limousine I got my white rims orga trims Up on my sides Plad shorts Phantom horse I'm ready to ride Gayla-paru-boota Printed all on my chest Oh glory hallelujah I am the cool Test Keep pushin' me Keep pushin' me You're gonna get mushed Got no time for silly jokes f**in with the fake looks I'm in the (pink limousine) Feelin' like Bill Murray In the flurry seein' blurry And I'm in a hur-hurry Yeah I'm a rollercoaster Yeah I'm a rollercoaster Yeah I go up and down Side to Side and up the holster We in the Yeah I'm a rollercoaster Yeah I'm a rollercoaster Yeah I go up and down Side to Side and up the holster