(background chorus) (Peanut do bop do bop) (Peanut do bop do bop) In Cuba each merry maid wakes up with this seranade Peanuts (they're nice and hot)
Fancy brings a thought to me Of flowers bright and fair Grace and beauty there combine To make that thought more rare Like a maiden that I know Who shared
Hearken to me both high and low I'll sing for you a song Of Kings and Queens, and rose-lipped maidens Courting light foot lads Now love is grand, when
to fight about it Life in the fast lane Surely make you lse your mind Life in the fast lane, everything all the time Life in the fast lane,
a No Limit soldier But I got the old maid crossover, 'bout it, 'bout it Don't get it wrong I love P but I'ma take him to the lane We can even have Pen
miles away Was a little place that lay In a deep and shady valley In the mighty wilderness Half a score of homes were there And in one a maiden fair
you could ever see rappin' Split the cash 'n, move to Venezuela Adaptin' P-11's, A-C-P shells for blastin' Caught him wit his Spanish maid He had a liter
not here right now (Pa pa pa pa) (Papapapapa) (Papapapapa) Where is the savoir? Where is the savoir faire? (Papapapapa) (Papapapapa) Embassy row the fumes they lay low On lanes
to the test High speed on borrowed time Your body never rest Every hour on the hour You feel your pulse is rising No compromising [Chorus] Living in the fast lane
Life in the fast lane Living against the law Riding the Speedtrain Life is worth dying for When I take off from here The only way is up My principals
Lane? I am that lamb. I'll stand beside the Lane. I am that lamb. I'll stand beside the Lane. I am that lamb. I'll stand beside the Lane.
with horns fight for the Lamb near the Lane? I am that Lamb I'll stand beside the Lane I am that Lamb I'll stand beside the Lane I am the Lamb I'll
Show room shoppin', coppin' rims, I'm top-ten Niggaz gon' respect my pen Survived in two droughts, two seperate games So I shout, "Who'll slouch, get outta my lane
Fancy brings a thought to me of a flower so bright and fair, Grance and beauty, both combine to make that far more rare Like a maiden that I know who
(Peanut do bop do bop) (Peanut do bop do bop) In Cuba each merry maid wakes up with this seranade Peanuts (they're nice and hot) Peanuts (he sells a lot
[Geechi Suede] Pink lemonade on my mink Link Minute Maid sink get my drink Then I blink I'm a burn the scene Suede; he's a shooting star Chee; he's a