Lyrics

Okay, here we go Focus, speed, I am speed One winner, 42 losers I eat losers for breakfast Breakfast? Maybe I should've had breakfast Always in first, call me Lightning McQueen I'm feelin' so angry like Lightning McMean I'm feelin' so fresh, just like Lightning McClean I never do drugs, I ain't Lightning McFiend Run it up, run it up, run it up Just like the Piston Cup Tell me stop winnin' but I never win Now this all skill, never any luck, yo (ka-chaw) Lightning McQueen, I'm goin' so fast You cannot touch me, and I'm never passed I'm done with that hoe, I leave her in the past Causin' vibrations when I hit the gas Zoom, zoom, zoom like nitro (zoom) Tuck you in, goodnight, hoe She a thot, then it's a no-go See me when they want to go low But no, thank you, I fly solo, call me Han Strong just like Mulan I am fancy like Prince John lookin' for a princess Put my speed to the test So much speed, I never rest Only one Sally, screw the rest I'm Superman, no S on my chest (nah) Jarready knoe, that I'm the best (yo) Jarready knoe, I'm runnin' up checks (yo) Jarready knoe, I'm more and you're less (ya, ya) I'm chillin' with Mater and he is a spy I'm not supposed to tell you, but your mom's a guy I'm goin' so fast and I might even fly I'm faster that light and I might even die Always in first, call me Lightning McQueen I'm feelin' so angry like Lightning McMean I'm feelin' so fresh, just like Lightning McClean I never do drugs, I ain't Lightning McFiend Run it up, run it up, run it up Just like the Piston Cup Tell me stop winnin' but I never win Now this all skill, never any luck, yo No presents from Santa, he know that I'm naughty Your girl asked me out, said, "No," she a thotty Your mom hit me up, and damn, she a hottie (oh) I bought her a Benz but she want a Bugatti Call it the sweet life, I mess up your lobby (whoo) Oh no, it's Mr. Moseby So thirsty, all them hoes be ask anyone who knows me What's his limit? I just go speed You are my enemy, call you Chick Hicks I got a tree trunk, Steve Voy got sticks I'm chasin' checks, just like the mix (Chex Mix) Look at my trophy, I hope that it fits I'm goin' so fast just like I don't exist I don't need no luck, don't blow me a kiss Goin' so fast, you can't pursue me (nah) I never lose, just like it's a movie (whoo) Back to my place and we pineapple smoothie I saw your man and he lookin' fruity (oh) DMs I slide in, it's always Gucci (Gucci slides) You go hard and I'm loved, you find yourself, right? We havin' after parties every single night Poppin' that bubbly, just like it's Sprite Always thank my fans, 'cause I am polite (thank you) If you ain't winnin', get out of my sight (Just leave, bruh, I'm not kiddin') (No, seriously, get the hell out, please) Always in first, call me Lightning McQueen I'm feelin' so angry like Lightning McMean I'm feelin' so fresh, just like Lightning McClean I never do drugs, I ain't Lightning McFiend Run it up, run it up, run it up Just like the Piston Cup Tell me stop winnin' but I never win Now this all skill, never any luck (ka-chaw) Always in first, call me Lightning McQueen I'm feelin' so angry like Lightning McMean I'm feelin' so fresh, just like Lightning McClean I never do drugs, I ain't Lightning McFiend Run it up, run it up, run it up Just like the Piston Cup Tell me stop winnin' but I never win Now this all skill, never any luck, yo I'm Lightning McQueen Lightning McQueen
Writer(s): Dylan Michael Lapierre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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