[Hook 4X: LL Cool J]
Speedin on the highway
Starin at the white lines we rollin, we rollin (white lines)
[LL Cool J]
High speed baby!
It's two o'clock in the mornin, I'm stompin down on the pedal
Look at my ring on the steering wheel and my ice on the bezel
I made a promise to God that I would run from the devil
When the engine is gunnin I'm on a whole other level
White lines connected, I'm livin life like a rebel
My competition is chokin inside my dust when it settle
Baby look at me now, I'm just a kid from the ghetto
But I'm on top of my hustle, I move the bass and the treble
And I go at your generation, I'm runnin this era
Ain't no lookin behind me, my system shakin the mirror
Top speed in the Beamer, my head boppin to "Ether"
I'm on I-95, clutch burnin the reefer
Everybody that rides with me becomes a believer
Cause I come from the hood, but I think like a Caesar
Went from 0 to 60, four deep in the Bentley
Hell yeah I be speedin, that's why niggas resent me; ugh~!
[Hook]
[LL Cool J]
Yeah, uhh
I said to hell with the past, it's time to live for the future
Make the muffler backfire and pop like a Ruger
Don't have the slightest idea 'bout who you ridin with do ya?
Just keep your eye on the white lines, feel 'em goin through ya
Between the lines my mind works like a normal computer
My adrenaline's rushin like I've been dodgin the shooter
I get surgical on the road every line is a suture
And you must be a operator if niggas dispute ya
Peelin off in a hurry, there ain't no reason to worry
Anybody that challenges me is gonna get buried
12 cylinders gunnin the whole world has become a
Grill low to the ground, like a bull when it's runnin
My Lamborghini is hummin, it sings a tune to your woman
So if you make me slow down, I'm peelin off wit'cha onion
You need to stop all the frontin under your hood there ain't nothin
You know the Exit is 13, come see if I'm bluffin
Speedin on the highway
Starin at the white lines we rollin, we rollin (white lines)
[LL Cool J]
High speed baby!
It's two o'clock in the mornin, I'm stompin down on the pedal
Look at my ring on the steering wheel and my ice on the bezel
I made a promise to God that I would run from the devil
When the engine is gunnin I'm on a whole other level
White lines connected, I'm livin life like a rebel
My competition is chokin inside my dust when it settle
Baby look at me now, I'm just a kid from the ghetto
But I'm on top of my hustle, I move the bass and the treble
And I go at your generation, I'm runnin this era
Ain't no lookin behind me, my system shakin the mirror
Top speed in the Beamer, my head boppin to "Ether"
I'm on I-95, clutch burnin the reefer
Everybody that rides with me becomes a believer
Cause I come from the hood, but I think like a Caesar
Went from 0 to 60, four deep in the Bentley
Hell yeah I be speedin, that's why niggas resent me; ugh~!
[Hook]
[LL Cool J]
Yeah, uhh
I said to hell with the past, it's time to live for the future
Make the muffler backfire and pop like a Ruger
Don't have the slightest idea 'bout who you ridin with do ya?
Just keep your eye on the white lines, feel 'em goin through ya
Between the lines my mind works like a normal computer
My adrenaline's rushin like I've been dodgin the shooter
I get surgical on the road every line is a suture
And you must be a operator if niggas dispute ya
Peelin off in a hurry, there ain't no reason to worry
Anybody that challenges me is gonna get buried
12 cylinders gunnin the whole world has become a
Grill low to the ground, like a bull when it's runnin
My Lamborghini is hummin, it sings a tune to your woman
So if you make me slow down, I'm peelin off wit'cha onion
You need to stop all the frontin under your hood there ain't nothin
You know the Exit is 13, come see if I'm bluffin
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