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Monday, May 30, 2011

high speed chase

                      I pull up to the light She pull up from my right
          She was looking in the mirror making sure she want 
        The light turn green then she pulled right off the scene
       Baddest chick up in the city, I just couldn’t let her leave 

                                                                                    


                   It’s a high speed chase, high speed chase
   As I’m driving through this traffic I’m just looking for her face
                  
 It’s a high speed chase, high speed chase       

    She was in the yellow beamer with some Indiana plates 

                   She took a look at me, I took a look at her
                 She looking at my old school, listen to it purr
     I took another look away and there she looking good



 She was sitting in the beamer wonder: what’s under the hood? 
  I was caught up in the moment but the moment didn’t last 
  Cause the light turned green, and that’s when she hit the gas


              And now I’m going fast so fast I’m about to crash 
        But I know that I’m gonna catch her, got 200 on the dash 
                                             

         She was looking in the mirror making sure she was tight
       
 The light turn green then she pulled right off the scene
        Baddest chick up in the city, I just couldn’t let her leave 


                   It’s a high speed chase, high speed chase
     As I’m driving through this traffic I’m just looking for her face

                                                  

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