Daytona Lyrics – Major Nine

Daytona Lyrics by Major Nine

I heard she got a thing for some speed
Slow down, don’t wrap that deamon round a tree
Go-getter, she don’t tell me what she need
She just get down on knees roll up her sleeves

Speeding to her next destination
She goin’ f#ck him good even though she hate him
No ties, she be winnin’ when she racin’
She goin’ hit that button ain’t no patience

Main room, she about to f#ck the streets up
Pink slip, yeah little mama got her keys up
Push to start, she got that body for a reason
Rule number one stay in your lane I might just ease in

Boy I might just ease in
Treat your body like a mango
Stab you with this fork and taste your seasoning
Show out and give them other n#gg#s reasons

To blow that bread but she don’t need it
‘Cause she like fast cars
Let her hit that clutch and she goin’ blast off
Big Birkin bag to break her back off

Floatin’ in this beamer
Imma let you drive ’cause you ain’t no [?]
I heard she got a thing for some speed
Slow down, don’t wrap that deamon round a tree

Go-getter, she don’t tell me what she need
She just get down on knees roll up her sleeves
Speeding to her next destination
She goin’ f#ck him good even though she hate him

No ties, she be winnin’ when she racin’
She goin’ hit that button ain’t no patience
Main room, she about to f#ck the streets up
Pink slip, yeah little mama got her keys up

Push to start, she got that body for a reason
Rule number one stay in your lane I might just ease in
p#ss# so wet it got me merging and swerving
Got to get on my job ’cause I’m important like a surgeon

‘Cause she don’t want no problems, she rather me on bottom
She told me close my mouth ’cause she the driver
Put that b#tch in first gear, [?] for her worst year
Thing she came to f#ck up the streets

She going power shift a two gear
Pop the clutch like new year
Tell her clock out I might just got to sleep
I heard she got a thing for some speed

Slow down, don’t wrap that deamon round a tree
Go-getter, she don’t tell me what she need
She just get down on knees roll up her sleeves
Speeding to her next destination

She goin’ f#ck him good even though she hate him
No ties, she be winnin’ when she racin’
She goin’ hit that button ain’t no patience
Main room, she about to f#ck the streets up

Pink slip, yeah little mama got her keys up
Push to start, she got that body for a reason
Rule number one stay in your lane I might just ease in
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Major Nine Lyrics – Daytona

Major Nine

Daytona