"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.
Thug
Baby, pass me the hookah (these niggas scrubs)
Baby, pass me the hookah (I make love)
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Tearin' up the place
I'm a rich nigga, got Chanel on my waist
Run up on me playin', I'ma aim it at ya face
And that go for anybody, anyway
Ayy, I'm a rich Blood, by the way
And I'm havin' swag, Rollie old like a tape
Fish scale, yeah, I got these bitches on the bait
Don't wanna talk, man, they say, I need some space
Woop, woop, woop, my new car geeked up
I just paid a cop, now I'm runnin' out of court
Panoramic top, I'ma put it on the rocks
Crawl, walk and hop, got all of these bitches shocked
Ayy, stone molly whiter than my socks
I don't, I don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout guap
Clone, clone a young nigga and still flop
I buy pints by the two, no Pac
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, rubbin' on my chain, blowin' cloudmatic
Smoke somethin' with a G and bend that ass backwards
Lay back, relax and talk mathematics
Later on, we test a little sex practice
Write my name on the wall
Money in the mattress, bet she wanna get involved
She hopped on the blunt, say, "Where the hookah y'all?"
I tell her pass back if the shit too strong, it's all set
Mozart art on the block, so wet
I got her where I want her and I ain't done yet
Lookin' at your future, baby, put down the cigarette
Come hop on this kush jet and take flight, yeah
Tell them bitches, "Hmm, fuck that"
You with Aladdin, bet I got a magic carpet for that ass, yes
I'm also on one, got two Olsen's on me
Big homie, Young Thugger Thugger, rollin'
Rolls Royce so shorty
Baby, pass me the hookah (ah, yeah)
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, Ben Frank baddies in the Benz Wagon
You know she want a ride home, hop on the band wagon
I got the chain saggy, you know that life lavish
Lifestyles like this, gon' need Magnums
Pass baby, welcome to rich class, baby
You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine
Audemars on lean, cars on sheen
You white girl, but black girl ghetto fly thing
It's verified, they ain't on your sea level
Watered eyes, don't cry, inhale and breathe regular
My baby on it, high in the crack of dawnin'
Body shape, figure eight, like Picasso draw ya
Oh, yes, I'm winnin', bling kingin', ring blingin'
Like, like, for no reason, let's get closer, closed in
Remove your clothes, we close friends
Don't get choked smokin' OG Oakland, shout out Oakland
Baby, pass me the hookah (ah, yeah)
Baby, pass me the hookah (yeah)
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah (yeah)
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, yeah
For all my bitches that smoke hookah, yeah
Baby, pass me the hookah (these niggas scrubs)
Baby, pass me the hookah (I make love)
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Tearin' up the place
I'm a rich nigga, got Chanel on my waist
Run up on me playin', I'ma aim it at ya face
And that go for anybody, anyway
Ayy, I'm a rich Blood, by the way
And I'm havin' swag, Rollie old like a tape
Fish scale, yeah, I got these bitches on the bait
Don't wanna talk, man, they say, I need some space
Woop, woop, woop, my new car geeked up
I just paid a cop, now I'm runnin' out of court
Panoramic top, I'ma put it on the rocks
Crawl, walk and hop, got all of these bitches shocked
Ayy, stone molly whiter than my socks
I don't, I don't wanna talk if it ain't 'bout guap
Clone, clone a young nigga and still flop
I buy pints by the two, no Pac
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, rubbin' on my chain, blowin' cloudmatic
Smoke somethin' with a G and bend that ass backwards
Lay back, relax and talk mathematics
Later on, we test a little sex practice
Write my name on the wall
Money in the mattress, bet she wanna get involved
She hopped on the blunt, say, "Where the hookah y'all?"
I tell her pass back if the shit too strong, it's all set
Mozart art on the block, so wet
I got her where I want her and I ain't done yet
Lookin' at your future, baby, put down the cigarette
Come hop on this kush jet and take flight, yeah
Tell them bitches, "Hmm, fuck that"
You with Aladdin, bet I got a magic carpet for that ass, yes
I'm also on one, got two Olsen's on me
Big homie, Young Thugger Thugger, rollin'
Rolls Royce so shorty
Baby, pass me the hookah (ah, yeah)
Baby, pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, Ben Frank baddies in the Benz Wagon
You know she want a ride home, hop on the band wagon
I got the chain saggy, you know that life lavish
Lifestyles like this, gon' need Magnums
Pass baby, welcome to rich class, baby
You all Maybelline, with ya new Celine
Audemars on lean, cars on sheen
You white girl, but black girl ghetto fly thing
It's verified, they ain't on your sea level
Watered eyes, don't cry, inhale and breathe regular
My baby on it, high in the crack of dawnin'
Body shape, figure eight, like Picasso draw ya
Oh, yes, I'm winnin', bling kingin', ring blingin'
Like, like, for no reason, let's get closer, closed in
Remove your clothes, we close friends
Don't get choked smokin' OG Oakland, shout out Oakland
Baby, pass me the hookah (ah, yeah)
Baby, pass me the hookah (yeah)
Baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, just pass me the hookah
Baby, pass me the hookah (yeah)
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Ayy, baby, pass me the hookah
Pass me the hookah, pass the hookah, pass the hookah
Ah, yeah
For all my bitches that smoke hookah, yeah
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Hookah Lyrics as written by Jeffrey Williams Michael Stevenson
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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