I drive my haunted car Ghost red hot tonight My gaze in the rear view mirror cause I see the backseat of my car Yes I see the backseat of my car Oh I
in ya car shanked up At the ATM machine, in yo' Lexus You must be on that dust wanna come test us My fam is monsters like my name Fester's One deep but yo I
fuel injection... fuel injection... fuel injection... Oooh! my god, I ... I ... I can't stand it!... I mean... I mean, dou you understand the implications
is here, givin me props and *clapping* I'm half-naked in the car with my boots on Tanned it out, passin the hunnies, gettin my woof on Think I won't
injection . . . Howard: Oh . . . my God, I . . . I . . . I can't stand it! I mean . . . I mean, do you understand the implications of what I'm saying? I . . . I
at me And when I'm beat From the backseat I'll crash my car Incensed I feel like a fool when I'm feeling Right off this blossoming hurts like I'm peeling
chum I won't become, I'm not as dumb as I look But I will still chill with the skill that's gonna kill And I build my own guild by givin' people a thrill
of the gat Straight like that You blast at me, I'll blast back [Verse 2] I got the fever baby... I'm hot and I'm sweaty I bring the drama to you fake
