Speeding

(Omelette du fromage) I ride 'round town in a Beamer Windows black so the feds can't see me Big bings in the glove box And I've got things in the boot I'm dealing I don't wanna get pulled over I don't wanna ruin my evening Out and about in a blacked-out Beamer Mate, I'm speeding Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding) Ring, ring, ringing on the mobile phone Bands locked down in a mobile home Down to the grow house out in the country My, look at how they've grown The wife ain't talking to me right now 'Cause she found two wraps of the cling in the sofa Shе was like, "Bas, one more timе and it's over" Jesus Christ, and I'm up again Hands on the wheel at six in the morning Been dishing those packs to the nits 'Cause the new kitchen, needs installing And the wife keeps calling "How much for the heated flooring?" Calm yourself down I'm driving the car and I can't keep stalling I ride 'round town in a Beamer Windows black so the feds can't see me Big bings in the glove box And I've got things in the boot I'm dealing I don't wanna get pulled over I don't wanna ruin my evening Out and about in a blacked-out Beamer Mate, I'm speeding Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding) Speeding this, speeding that I just got caught in a speeding trap Can't get caught when I'm dealing packs And I'm dealing this and I'm dealing that Felix, gotta feed these cats I left that trap and it's been intact ever since Got a big fat cheque from rap But you know that I can't sit back Speeding here, speeding there I speed so fast that I lost my hair Lost my nut and I smashed his face His head got caved with a kitchen chair When it gets cold, I wear my fur coat like a polar bear Arm strap with the white Moncler And the short-nosed snub, I keep it there I ride 'round town in a Beamer Windows black so the feds can't see me Big bings in the glove box And I've got things in the boot I'm dealing I don't wanna get pulled over I don't wanna ruin my evening Out and about in a blacked-out Beamer Mate, I'm speeding Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Speeding (Speeding) Mate, I'm speeding (Speeding)