Baby got track
I like big tracks and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a car slides in to an itty bitty hairpin
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna adjust your toe
'Cause you notice that camber is stuffed
Deep in the corner she's leaning
I'm hooked and I can't turn in
Oh baby, I wanna photomode
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that track you got makes me so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that standard car groupie
I've seen them lap dancing
To hell with romancing
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette