Tokyo Drift

Album cover art for "Tokyo Drift" by JL

JL - Rap

Tokyo Drift

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[Verse 1] Grew up a screw up then blew up, boom Do what is too much, I'm two up noon New watch, 2 knocks, show up soon You watch a Mufasa, what's up, goon? Who got you? Who mopped you? Who shot who? New guys are fruit flies and do-not-do's More mula, few less rules, more Harajuku, Moulin Rouge Right move with moonlight and neon's lit Hit the on switch, depictions the on quit No peon shit, phenoms spit beyond quick And we on trick a time tickin' behind it More of us, less war, I pray for it dummy Less fucks, waiting bored to take more from me More luck, straightforward, way more money Less duckface, more Playboy bunny [Hook] Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you? Boost on a wager, you son a hater Do something major, who's gonna save you? Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you? Boost on a wager, you son a hater Do something major, who's gonna save you? Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo [Verse 2] 'Bout to pull up with the squadron, slide on Ops come, the Semper Fi's on, job done I'ma be the first fire run Thirst in 'em, no revivin', be wildin' My leg work and network are epic Net surgeon, expert, respect it Well worth it, savvy, connected Work ethic madness, well method Hear this like "Who is he?" and "Who is that?" I am sold Drippin', drippin' like fuji steak and bad on back of my clothes I'ma never be corporate, I went and tatted my skull Running out of skin and then when I grin it's solid gold I don't look nothing like Jesus I don't understand what the term of "Turning the other cheek" is Hit the gas with the rubber burn, serve 'em two of these fingers Looking up like that's not the only super problem You see this, make a motherfuckin' [Hook] Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you? Boost on a wager, you son a hater Do something major, who's gonna save you? Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you? Boost on a wager, you son a hater Do something major, who's gonna save you? Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo [Verse 3] Hit the ground runnin', send 'em runnin' backward Just a cold piece of work what you have heard I was joking when I asked what's the password Laugh, get the last one and the last word Told 'em I don't know a thing, ping pong ping But I have a left a whole lotta crime scenes On the back road to the high beams Now I'm doin' pretty damn good, livin' my dreams Mile high, checking into my next flight Listen you gon' have to spend a fortune to get us I tell a hater bye, continue livin' my best life I ain't going back and forth with you niggas Ain't forced to do business, I'm cool with my crew and I With the Committee like making move and it's do or die Dozens of divas making the movie, more armadas Listen who cheat us lies in the coroners' offices [Hook] Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you? Boost on a wager, you son a hater Do something major, who's gonna save you? Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo Room full of geisha, root for the gangsta Move when I say to, who stuntin' raise you? Boost on a wager, you son a hater Do something major, who's gonna save you? Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo drift Ice like Tokyo drift, my side Tokyo drift, Tokyo

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Credits

Writers
  • MIKE SUMMERS
  • JL