- Votes:
- Composers:
- Stevens
- Earl T / Bernstein
- Demar / Williams
- Charles / Smith
- Jonathan H
 
Turf Talk - Muscle Cars lyrics
(feat. E-40 & Keak Da Sneak)
Muscle Cars- yeeeeY'!..
[Chorus]
 [E-40]
 Not out of the local news paper, but out the AutoTrader
 Cleaner, than virgin cuchie, my nigg', one on her Cutlass, playa'
 The beat wrapped in monster cables, the speakers thump'n
 Trunk sound'n like Godzilla, and King Kong, back there thump'n
 All we do is wic, and get high and petal and push!
 Organic weed, mysterey weed, just purple cush!
 I cut the the rear weld, on my whip, and filled that bitch up
 and now muscle car sit'n up high like a monster truck
 Monster up', suck up to none, don't be no poodle
 Split his pack open like pack of Top Ramen noodle
 In the heart of the soil, where you can find me
 Try me fuck boi', and get your face put on a white tee
 40, Turf Talk and Keak the Sneak
 They maynee' ass voices, and they styles is hekka unique
 High speed chase's and run'n lights
 Water in the duals, make loud glass pipes
[Chorus]
 [Keak Da Sneak]
 Thumper, and carburator. four speed Trany
 Dual exahust dipped in sauce
 My car is a beast, catch me in the streets side ways
 Threw the East Side-Boi', crunk like Lil' Jon
 Show 40, and Mac Keak the last don
 East Okaland the land of the side show
 Richmond, Frisco, to the Valley Jo'Turf Talk - Muscle Cars - http://motolyrics.com/turf-talk/muscle-cars-lyrics.html
 I'm ridin side ways, this way and that way
 Doors open, while in traffic
 Hold the door open, (Hello!)
 Shit'n on em', no front'n
 455 got me run'n up on Aston Martins
 We run from dem on streets, not the freeway
 B&M shift kit (kirrrk) me and Danny Phea
 On my celly cell stright lace with no fuck'n dew
 Mobb'n in my Ol' skool, like Lil' Bruce'
[Chorus]
 [Turf Talk]
 Four 15's, beat supreme
 Told niggaz fuck Rally's, ride gold one's mayne'
 Mother's off candid, don't hate cause I ain't me
 Race, foo, smoke in yo' face, foo'
 Super charger, push this botton and my engine start up
 Pistol tucked
 Might be pirmiered, but my engine souped up
 Quick to the floor, when you open yours
 Don't scratch my doors. 350' I push heavy
 Not a Ford it's (Chevy), (Chevy), (Chevy)
 First owner, not too many miles on her
 We rep the BAY, we don't rep Califronia, (I'm lie'n...)
 I'm run you for your car note
 Why you don't got SS's in front of your Monte Carlo?
 Residence full of white folks
 I'm leave fresh tire marks top of they asphalt
 [Bridge]
 You got muscle car? You fuck'n wit' dem Muscle cars?
[Chorus]











