Speeding

[Intro: Roy Woods]

(Is that Beezee?)

Yeah

Yeah

City in a Demon

Uh-huh

Oh, yeah, yeah

(Goddamn, Rayny)

[Chorus: Roy Woods]

I was on the highway speedin', ridin' in the city in a Demon (Skrrt)

Two bad hoes, didn't dream it, how they try to flex in the beamer (How they try to flex)

We was makin' money OT (OT), made so much wops, niggas never would believe it (Whole lot of wops)

I was in 305 with the boy in the zone with your girlfriend scheming

Percocet, smoke a blunt, now I'm ten feet up (Now I'm ten feet, ten feet)

Nigga caught a whole lot of bodies like a seven sеater (Seven sеat, uh, huh, huh, yeah)

Whole lot of bitches in the club tryna get T'd up (Tryna get T, T'd)

She just want liquor in her mouth and her cat beat up (Beat her up, oh, oh)

[Verse 1: Roy Woods]

Sweet thing, I'm pickin' up on (Pickin' up on)

One thing, she won't leave a nigga 'lone (Leave a nigga 'lone)

Gettin' money from the trick, now I go (Trick, trick, trick)

Said she finna pop shit if I want (Pop shit, pop shit, uh)

Five in me, take a lil' more (Five, take a lil')

First time, you ain't gotta let 'em know

First off, I ain't gotta let you roll

Better come around expectin' nothin'

Step with my thirty with thirty bands

Seem like I'm tired, I wish you went in the morning

I know when she see me, she want a band

But I'ma get a bag, go get a check in the morning

Like a croissant, she eat me right up in the morning (Uh-huh)

And she hot like Santa Monica

We in a Dodge, yeah, dodging 12

In a Hellcat raising hell

[Chorus: Roy Woods]

I was on the highway speedin', ridin' in the city in a Demon (Skrrt, skrrt)

Two bad hoes, didn't dream it, how they try to flex in the beamer (Two bad hoes, I didn't dream it)

We was makin' money OT, made so much wops, niggas never would believe it (Made so much wops)

I was in 305 with the boy in the zone with your girlfriend scheming (Hey, hey, hey)

Percocet, smoke a blunt, now I'm ten feet up (Percocet, smoke a blunt, now I'm ten feet)

Nigga caught a whole lot of bodies like a seven seater (Nigga caught a whole lot of bodies like a seven seat)

Whole lot of bitches in the club tryna get T'd up

She just want liquor in her mouth and her cat beat up (Cat beat up)

[Verse 2: Roy Woods]

I slide

Ridin' through Atlanta in a drop top

We was makin' money by the chop shop

Shorty said I look like a rock star

Yeah, and I know all the pop stars

Told the lil' bitch better move correct

Or your lil' ass gettin' chastised

In the [?][1:55], got 'em [?]

You know I get paid off this

Get paid just to talk a lil' shit

I drip that fit

Bitch, I been lit

Ooh, it's a two-door coupe

Ooh, I pull up, roof missing

Yeah, and I'm just gon' get it

I think you is against the kid

[?][2:13]

[Chorus: Roy Woods]

I was on the highway speedin', ridin' in the city in a Demon (Skrrt, skrrt)

Two bad hoes, didn't dream it, how they try to flex in the beamer (Two bad hoes, I didn't dream it)

We was makin' money OT, made so much wops, niggas never would believe it (Made so much wops)

I was in 305 with the boy in the zone with your girlfriend scheming (Hey, hey, hey)

Percocet, smoke a blunt, now I'm ten feet up (Percocet, smoke a blunt, now I'm ten feet)

Nigga caught a whole lot of bodies like a seven seater (Nigga caught a whole lot of bodies like a seven seat)

Whole lot of bitches in the club tryna get T'd up

She just want liquor in her mouth and her cat beat up (Cat beat up)

[Outro: DJ Charlie B]

Charlie B

Roy Woods

UTU

Beezee

All gas