Got a need for speed
Imma grip the Alpina
I don't shoot but
My boy got a nina
My bitch bad
No you ain't meet her
My bitch bad
Yeah you prolly seen her
Big booty sundress her
I don't fold under pressure
Leave the money on the dresser
Do the most not the lesser
Skrttt off in Kompressors
I don't drip
Little nigga I flood
Been up
Ain't no get out the mud
I'm tryna multiply
All these funds
Now I'll never ever
Run out of fun
Don't think it's sweet
Cause i never say nothing
Quiet niggas always
Thinking of something
(Yeah...Yeah)
Got a need for speed
Imma grip the Alpina
I don't shoot but
My boy got a nina
I don't shoot
But my boy got a Nina
It's a disaster
Call it Katrina
Pull up to the gun show
Feeling like Arenas
Then drop 60 In his arena
Cap to his head
He an organ donor
Shit sad
Least you'll got to know him
Need for speed
Imma grip the alpina (Aye)
Her ass fat like Gina (Aye)
My boy got the nina (Aye)
Tell these boys we can't parlay
Her ass fat like Gina
Get to the racks Serena
Imma do-er
Not a dreamer
She gon' f*ck me
Cause that girl a beliver
She do what she want
They do what They can
My bitch got a Porsche
She might cop a lamp
My bitch a track star
Run through them bands
She so official
No contraband
Need for speed
Imma grip the alpina (Aye)
Her ass fat like Gina (Aye)
My boy got the nina (Aye)
Tell these boys we can't parlay
Wavy Dave - Alpina Lyrics
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Got a need for speed
Imma grip the Alpina
I don't shoot but
My boy got a nina
My bitch bad
No you ain't meet her
My bitch bad
Yeah you prolly seen her
Big booty sundress her
I don't fold under pressure
Leave the money on the dresser
Do the most not the lesser
Skrttt off in Kompressors
I don't drip
Little nigga I flood
Been up
Ain't no get out the mud
I'm tryna multiply
All these funds
Now I'll never ever
Run out of fun
Don't think it's sweet
Cause i never say nothing
Quiet niggas always
Thinking of something
(Yeah...Yeah)
Got a need for speed
Imma grip the Alpina
I don't shoot but
My boy got a nina
I don't shoot
But my boy got a Nina
It's a disaster
Call it Katrina
Pull up to the gun show
Feeling like Arenas
Then drop 60 In his arena
Cap to his head
He an organ donor
Shit sad
Least you'll got to know him
Need for speed
Imma grip the alpina (Aye)
Her ass fat like Gina (Aye)
My boy got the nina (Aye)
Tell these boys we can't parlay
Her ass fat like Gina
Get to the racks Serena
Imma do-er
Not a dreamer
She gon' f*ck me
Cause that girl a beliver
She do what she want
They do what They can
My bitch got a Porsche
She might cop a lamp
My bitch a track star
Run through them bands
She so official
No contraband
Need for speed
Imma grip the alpina (Aye)
Her ass fat like Gina (Aye)
My boy got the nina (Aye)
Tell these boys we can't parlay
Imma grip the Alpina
I don't shoot but
My boy got a nina
My bitch bad
No you ain't meet her
My bitch bad
Yeah you prolly seen her
Big booty sundress her
I don't fold under pressure
Leave the money on the dresser
Do the most not the lesser
Skrttt off in Kompressors
I don't drip
Little nigga I flood
Been up
Ain't no get out the mud
I'm tryna multiply
All these funds
Now I'll never ever
Run out of fun
Don't think it's sweet
Cause i never say nothing
Quiet niggas always
Thinking of something
(Yeah...Yeah)
Got a need for speed
Imma grip the Alpina
I don't shoot but
My boy got a nina
I don't shoot
But my boy got a Nina
It's a disaster
Call it Katrina
Pull up to the gun show
Feeling like Arenas
Then drop 60 In his arena
Cap to his head
He an organ donor
Shit sad
Least you'll got to know him
Need for speed
Imma grip the alpina (Aye)
Her ass fat like Gina (Aye)
My boy got the nina (Aye)
Tell these boys we can't parlay
Her ass fat like Gina
Get to the racks Serena
Imma do-er
Not a dreamer
She gon' f*ck me
Cause that girl a beliver
She do what she want
They do what They can
My bitch got a Porsche
She might cop a lamp
My bitch a track star
Run through them bands
She so official
No contraband
Need for speed
Imma grip the alpina (Aye)
Her ass fat like Gina (Aye)
My boy got the nina (Aye)
Tell these boys we can't parlay
Writer: David Thomas
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