Q The Sun - Danica Patrick lyrics

[Verse 1: Lorde Fredd33] Meechies leaving out crumbs Then complain about bugs Can't be prayin for rain Then be scared uh the mud Always strapped in the chi When in Rome eye suppose Trillest sh** ever spoke, wipe me down, adios The alley way i'm cutting cals Chilly in the Calcutta Ya girl prolly Cudahy Guarantee my gal gut her Feeling fickle watching Mr. Pickles David Blowie H-B toss a throwie Gotta baby boy but me no jodi Polio, my bro just caught a goalie Paranoia it be kicking my a** Paranoia it be kicking my a** Head first, blowed up, kamikaze right Yea we do it all for Azzie catching bodies like [Bridge: Lorde Fredd33] Sex n Sega Genesis Finger f**ed a feminist She thought she was my nemesis Really she my fave though A wee unstable But we don't like labels Pigeons call me Pedro BANG, BANG, BANGO [Chorus: Lorde Fredd33] Fast women, fast whippin! Danica Parick! Fast women, fast whippin! Danica Parick! Fast women, fast whippin! Danica Parick! Fast women, fast whippin! Danica Parick!