Knight Ryder by Lew Salem Lyrics
[Chorus: Lew Salem]
Awww, damn
I just blew another rack, I just blew another rack
Aw damn, I just blew another fifty racks, wait
How I get to fifty from a rack?
Know a bad chick and she rep Iran
Perfect Persian, perfect Persian
Money 2/3, it keep reoccurrin’, reoccurrin’, reoccurrin’
[Verse I: Lew Salem]
Smooth as Jergens, old bourbon
Too smooth, like girsh dirnit
Girsh dirnit, I’m still workin
I’m still swervin’ leave the rubber burnin’
I’m a night slidin’, Knight Ryder
Hug the lines, I’m a nice driver
Balance life on a tight wire
All of my trials was by fire
Pen game all me, never needed me a pen pal
Excuse my Francais, mais vous etes tres mal
Tres mal, tres mal; Je suis l’homme now
That mean I’m that nigga now; ain’t that hard to figure out
Fuckin’ with me I’m the best out
Confidence up cause the rest doubt
Couldn’t get right so them niggas get
Left out, of the penthouse
Come crawlin’ back when they hear the music
Stuck in the past but they see me movin’
Only just started, how am I used to it?
All you smart-asses just stupid
[Chorus]
[Verse II: Cool Jules]
I just blew another rack, finna re-up in the trap
Think I’ll burn another stack; your baby money take a nap
Clockin’ hours in the lab; got these baby niggas mad
Got your baby mama sad, cause I ain’t replyin’ back
All these racks up in my lap (lap); throw it up she make it clap (clap)
Throw some more, she throw it back (back); milly rock into a dab (dab-o)
Main chick call me dad (Papa); eat the booty like a snack (yum)
Pull the Mac up out the ‘Lac, let it ratt-a-tat-tat
Spittin’ fuego like a flame thrower, runnin’ nigga finna take over
Got a bad bitch, with the widebody, and she kind of built like a Range Rover
I’mma slay this shit until my days are over; you ain’t slayin’ shit because you’re mediocre
Got your bitch over, playin’ strip poker, finna bend her over, then Super-Soak her
[Chorus]
[Verse III: Lew Salem]
Charm on my chest, shinin’ like an arc reactor
Pardon my stress, it’s so hard to keep from backwards
Ass-thinkers, they always wanna see a nigga sinkin’
In a sea of opposition, let the sharks sink their teeth in
But this black boy swimming; I’ve been beating expectations
I see cheesecake in my future, it’s gon’ be a sweet sensation
Confirmation of my dedication when I turn a party down to get this paper
Mandatory, so obligatory, buildin’ bigger stories set for now or later (sheesh)
[Chorus]
Awww, damn
I just blew another rack, I just blew another rack
Aw damn, I just blew another fifty racks, wait
How I get to fifty from a rack?
Know a bad chick and she rep Iran
Perfect Persian, perfect Persian
Money 2/3, it keep reoccurrin’, reoccurrin’, reoccurrin’
[Verse I: Lew Salem]
Smooth as Jergens, old bourbon
Too smooth, like girsh dirnit
Girsh dirnit, I’m still workin
I’m still swervin’ leave the rubber burnin’
I’m a night slidin’, Knight Ryder
Hug the lines, I’m a nice driver
Balance life on a tight wire
All of my trials was by fire
Pen game all me, never needed me a pen pal
Excuse my Francais, mais vous etes tres mal
Tres mal, tres mal; Je suis l’homme now
That mean I’m that nigga now; ain’t that hard to figure out
Fuckin’ with me I’m the best out
Confidence up cause the rest doubt
Couldn’t get right so them niggas get
Left out, of the penthouse
Come crawlin’ back when they hear the music
Stuck in the past but they see me movin’
Only just started, how am I used to it?
All you smart-asses just stupid
[Chorus]
[Verse II: Cool Jules]
I just blew another rack, finna re-up in the trap
Think I’ll burn another stack; your baby money take a nap
Clockin’ hours in the lab; got these baby niggas mad
Got your baby mama sad, cause I ain’t replyin’ back
All these racks up in my lap (lap); throw it up she make it clap (clap)
Throw some more, she throw it back (back); milly rock into a dab (dab-o)
Main chick call me dad (Papa); eat the booty like a snack (yum)
Pull the Mac up out the ‘Lac, let it ratt-a-tat-tat
Spittin’ fuego like a flame thrower, runnin’ nigga finna take over
Got a bad bitch, with the widebody, and she kind of built like a Range Rover
I’mma slay this shit until my days are over; you ain’t slayin’ shit because you’re mediocre
Got your bitch over, playin’ strip poker, finna bend her over, then Super-Soak her
[Chorus]
[Verse III: Lew Salem]
Charm on my chest, shinin’ like an arc reactor
Pardon my stress, it’s so hard to keep from backwards
Ass-thinkers, they always wanna see a nigga sinkin’
In a sea of opposition, let the sharks sink their teeth in
But this black boy swimming; I’ve been beating expectations
I see cheesecake in my future, it’s gon’ be a sweet sensation
Confirmation of my dedication when I turn a party down to get this paper
Mandatory, so obligatory, buildin’ bigger stories set for now or later (sheesh)
[Chorus]