Beastmilk - Get in the car lyrics

[Verse 1] They ask: 'Who's that f**ing bald head, taking over my stage?' They want to know who the f** I am? I am the grim Reaper. I'm coming to f**ing haze you Booh! To enforce my judgement Look at my horse On which I attack Give it a lick! Ouh! It tastes just like crack. Yeah? Look at its back and its black metal head Or at its bu*t: It's a trunk full of swag. yeh! You want to take a ride? Right now? [Hook] Get in the car, boys! Get in! Get in! We'll take a f**ing spin to Gods rim And kick his a**, ‘cause we race faster than him No one can battle us. $uperking! Get in the car, girls! Get in! Get in! We'll take a spin to the wild side within How can power as big as this be a sin? Wrin Wrin! You hear the Reapers violin? [Verse 2] Mr. English? Come on! Let her rip. Step on it 'till we Hit the guard raling. Flip the car well! Strip, mademoiselles! It's a back seat party Beer for my buddies, champagne for my shawty In her dads Maserati. It's not mine, so f** it! But if you spend your money on us We'd really regard you Look at you! You're all f**ing beautiful You wanna take a ride? Right now? [Hook] You hear that, motherf**er? You don't wanna mess around with my horse, motherf**er! Sometimes overtaking motherf**ers ain't easy Even the oldest limp dick s**er can be pretty speedy Better run for the pit stop. Go! You'll just be pavement pizza. Slow down! Slow down ‘till I say go! (3x) But then you better run for your life, ho Slow down ‘till I say go! (3x) These motherf**ers don't know how to roll Slow down ‘till I say go! (3x) This place is out of control. Slow! Now go!