"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo, dale juevo
Up in the club, fuck VIP
P to da I, I to da T
Ying to the Yang, up in this thang
D to da roc
My Nigga Kaine, open it cut
Pouring it up, rolling it up
Holing it up, ain't her ass swollen or what?
Yes sir yes sir
Oh we gonna take it back like thieves and foes
Nasty as I wanna be
That must be too live for your crew hoe, get down get low
I'm crossing these mammas like tic tac toe
Let's ride lets go
Get loose get crunk get drunk get blown
That's right lets roll
MIA ATL for sho'
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo
Dale juevo
That hoe's fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
All the lil' mamas, all around the world
Shake that ass if you a nasty girl
Back that ass up says juvenile
Show a nigga some titties, like "Girls Gone Wild"
Tear off this clip of clothes, I want to see you in the nude
You can keep on your high heel shoes
So follow me down to yellow brick road, where niggas go to see naked hoe's
Shake that shit bitch
And be off in the club with a hard-ass dick, then drop like this bitch
If you wanna make the money shawty work that shit
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Do a three-point stance, put yo fist up her ass
You must be on that Kanye work-out plan, like head, shoulders, knees, hoes
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo
Dale juevo
That hoe's fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
Take em out in cruise,
Take em out all dressed, is the realest true niggas in the ATL
Yeah we break it down betta shake a booty
And hoes and the hoe with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin Bitch u can get to walkin
Patron is what im groaking
The only way that we gon' talk If your breath smells like mine
Girl I don't give a fuck 'cause you fine
I diss em fo I kiss em I pack em fo i stack em
So while we in the club betta get these girls
'Cause on the streets there aint no action
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo
Dale juevo
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo, dale juevo
Up in the club, fuck VIP
P to da I, I to da T
Ying to the Yang, up in this thang
D to da roc
My Nigga Kaine, open it cut
Pouring it up, rolling it up
Holing it up, ain't her ass swollen or what?
Yes sir yes sir
Oh we gonna take it back like thieves and foes
Nasty as I wanna be
That must be too live for your crew hoe, get down get low
I'm crossing these mammas like tic tac toe
Let's ride lets go
Get loose get crunk get drunk get blown
That's right lets roll
MIA ATL for sho'
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo
Dale juevo
That hoe's fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
All the lil' mamas, all around the world
Shake that ass if you a nasty girl
Back that ass up says juvenile
Show a nigga some titties, like "Girls Gone Wild"
Tear off this clip of clothes, I want to see you in the nude
You can keep on your high heel shoes
So follow me down to yellow brick road, where niggas go to see naked hoe's
Shake that shit bitch
And be off in the club with a hard-ass dick, then drop like this bitch
If you wanna make the money shawty work that shit
Put a hump in your back and lift your rump
Do a three-point stance, put yo fist up her ass
You must be on that Kanye work-out plan, like head, shoulders, knees, hoes
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo
Dale juevo
That hoe's fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine, but but but but this one's a killa
Take em out in cruise,
Take em out all dressed, is the realest true niggas in the ATL
Yeah we break it down betta shake a booty
And hoes and the hoe with the real tight clothes
One time for the gang with the ying yang twins
We already know we off the reel
Dont tolerate that talkin Bitch u can get to walkin
Patron is what im groaking
The only way that we gon' talk If your breath smells like mine
Girl I don't give a fuck 'cause you fine
I diss em fo I kiss em I pack em fo i stack em
So while we in the club betta get these girls
'Cause on the streets there aint no action
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake, shake, just shake
Chica, shake, shake
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Mentirosa (Mentirosa)
Dale juevo
Dale juevo
That hoe's fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
That hoe's is fine but but but but this one's a killa
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