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sickboyrari - lap 500 victory lyrics

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[sample 1: jay and silent bob]
uh, let me get a nickle bag
15 bucks, little man, put that sh+t, in my hand

[sample 2: nascar commentary]
crash out of turn number four! a multi car pile up
aric almirola, his car all turned up, that is michael waltrip
he will not win his first daytona 500, david gilliland’s car is crashed
almirola has gone straight to the garage with his number 43
gililand stuck in the mud and danica patrick

[chorus]
swerving in a rari faster shorty see me now
chilling in blue diamonds like the ocean make her drown
speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding ’round
switching swerving lanes i’m pulling up no hopping out
swerving in a rari faster shorty see me now
chilling in blue diamonds like the ocean make her drown
speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding ’round
switching swerving lanes i’m pulling up no hopping out

[verse]
rari with some soldier rags i feel like juvenile
icey icey fur up on me, see me shining now
shining like i just stole from glo gang can’t shine me down
shining with young luckaleannn, i shoot 30 rounds
flocking with them gucci doves so you can’t hold me down
speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding ’round
i be skrt’ing in though and shorty wylin’ out
catch me swerving nascar on 28’s like oh my wow

[chorus]
swerving in a rari faster shorty see me now
chilling in blue diamonds like the ocean make her drown
speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding ’round
switching swerving lanes i’m pulling up no hopping out
swerving in a rari faster shorty see me now
chilling in blue diamonds like the ocean make her drown
speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding ’round
switching swerving lanes i’m pulling up no hopping out

[verse 2]
call me gold mouth princess, got no diamonds in my mouth
i be switching swerving lanes but i’m not hopping out
swerving in my nascar call me earnhardt of the south
shoutout rusty wallace peeling corners, skrt’ing down
trapping out the texaco, pump eight i’m fueling up
candy paint i’m smoking candy dank up in that dutch
stick shift young uzi rari pray like “mane hollup”
hanging out the sunroof got no cars in my lot
d+mn i think i’m gleeshy smoking on some dirty boof
two flip phones on deck i’m mobile just like a bluetooth
serving off of cheap wifi bandanna on my boo
feel like k!lla cam, wasn’t robbing i was cute
i’m on lap 100, louis rags on my car roof
think i’m silkk the shocker soldier rags up on the coupe
would have copped the honda drop top they ain’t have no blue
would have copped the honda drop top they ain’t have no blue!

[sample 3: nascar commentary]
man that was a l!ck, and scott down right next to and kevin harvick makes contact and [?], scott, yep
that’s what shot the 33 up the hill, i knew something had to happen ’cause he, it just abruptly, the 33 abruptly turned right and went up the hill, got our pole sitter involved, danica
austin dillion danica patrick micheal waltrip, among those involved, danica patrick

[sample 4: nascar instructor]
get to the nine outside yeah that’s right you got out there
head to the bottom, check up check up
good job good job back it down back it down nice and steady



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