JL of B. Hood

"Tokyo Drift"

[Verse 1]
Grew up a screw up then blew up, boom
Do what is too much, I'm two up noon
New watch, 2 knocks, show up soon
You watch a Mufasa, what’s up, goon?
Who got you? Who mopped you? Who shot who?
New guys are fruit flies and do-not-do's
More mula, few less rules, more Harajuku, Moulin Rouge
Right move with moonlight and neon's lit
Hit the on switch, depictions the on quit
No peon sh*t, phenoms spit beyond quick
And we on trick a time tickin’ behind it
More of us, less war, I pray for it dummy
Less f*cks, waiting bored to take more from me
More luck, straightforward, way more money
Less duckface, more Playboy bunny

[Hook]
Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta
Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you?
Boost on a wager, you son a hater
Do something major, who's gonna save you?
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo
Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta
Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you?
Boost on a wager, you son a hater
Do something major, who's gonna save you?
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo

[Verse 2]
'Bout to pull up with the squadron, slide on
Ops come, the Semper Fi's on, job done
I'ma be the first fire run
Thirst in ’em, no revivin’, be wildin'
My leg work and network are epic
Net surgeon, expert, respect it
Well worth it, savvy, connected
Work ethic madness, well method
Hear this like "Who is he?" and "Who is that?" I am sold
Drippin’, drippin' like fuji steak and bad on back of my clothes
I'ma never be corporate, I went and tatted my skull
Running out of skin and then when I grin it's solid gold
I don’t look nothing like Jesus
I don't understand what the term of "Turning the other cheek" is
Hit the gas with the rubber burn, serve 'em two of these fingers
Looking up like that's not the only super problem
You see this, make a motherf*ckin'

[Hook]
Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta
Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you?
Boost on a wager, you son a hater
Do something major, who's gonna save you?
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo
Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta
Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you?
Boost on a wager, you son a hater
Do something major, who's gonna save you?
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo

[Verse 3]
Hit the ground runnin', send 'em runnin' backward
Just a cold piece of work what you have heard
I was joking when I asked what's the password
Laugh, get the last one and the last word
Told 'em I don't know a thing, ping pong ping
But I have a left a whole lotta crime scenes
On the back road to the high beams
Now I'm doin' pretty damn good, livin' my dreams
Mile high, checking into my next flight
Listen you gon' have to spend a fortune to get us
I tell a hater bye, continue livin' my best life
I ain't going back and forth with you n*ggas
Ain't forced to do business, I'm cool with my crew and I
With the Committee like making move and it's do or die
Dozens of divas making the movie, more armadas
Listen who cheat us lies in the coroners' offices

[Hook]
Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta
Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you?
Boost on a wager, you son a hater
Do something major, who's gonna save you?
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo
Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta
Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you?
Boost on a wager, you son a hater
Do something major, who's gonna save you?
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift
Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo

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