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Speed Dreamin' Lyrics

from Return Of The Regulator

"Speed Dreamin'" is track #6 on the album Return Of The Regulator. It was written by Trawick, Rojai/griffin, Warren Iii/clinton, George S.
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Speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

Cadillacs stand to the tree line, I making then be like
Swerving to the curve, tires pealin' rubber pealin'
Pull up to a halt but then I'm thinking somewhat old
To talk in line to [Incomprehensible]

I got funk for all y'all from me to the bid dogs
Get your asses up pass the blunt
Smoke sum, after this go and poke some
Um excuse me Warren, I got something about substance abuse

Roll a half ounce up jump in my shit
Hit a switch watch it bounce up good grief
Meet me in the elco with gold leaf
RIM big pimpin' like Filmore slim

Tinted rim Mista Grimm rollin' shotgun hop one
Drop one, nigga hit'em with the bop'n
Yeah, I got the chronic its ferocious
You can feel it in your bones like osteoporosis

West coast shit, I'm grabbin' my go nads
And slangin' gangsta vocabs straight of the notepad
Aft the dope sack, quote that gangsta funk
Warren G, what y'all thought bringing the funk

Speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

You listening to G rhymes and I'm here to drop lines
I got that funky fly shit that you wanna hear all the time
All in your system like menthol, yes y'all
Just remove CD from packet then install, in your stereo here you go

New material grand imperial, eat your Mista Grimm cereal
Hit the floor what's rough rugged
Twenty four karat nugget like the
Microphone's right here n my Gucci leather I'm t ruggish

To the bone marrow and soke 'n' linen apparel
Talkin' the double barrel black super hero rhymin'
Rappin' sittin' busting like its nothing still puffin', coughin' chokin'
Wild up in the fan's in Oakland floatin'

Swerving taking the dirty version between persion
Sippin' burban brand new escursion message
Salt kills snails not playa's
It's that west coving rhyme, saya yeah

Cadillacs stand to the tree line, I making then be like
Swerving to the curve, tires pealin' rubber pealin'
Pull up to a halt but then I'm thinking somewhat old
To talk in line to [Incomprehensible]

And I'm speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

Mista G R I M, we didn't drop one
With my Uncle George, we didn't lock one
Atomic dogg, knee deep, in the fast lane

With the 454 engine block burnin' rubber for a block cycle
Like a hitch cock flick, Trick, send us your thoughts
Streamin' while let's our shots adrenaline pumpin'
G Dub say somethin'

Supercalafragalocus you could quote this off that purple
You can blow this light it up, pass it around
We make the world go round
Like this G Funk sound

I keep the pedal to the medal speed dreamin'
Slidin' dip 'n' glidin' chocolate tide eye, jump in let's ride
Hop in the mother ship and dip with Mista Grimm
And Warren G, grab that shiznit

Speed dreamin', switchin' in the fast lane
Speed dreamin', on in over-drive
Speed dreamin', got it in cruise control
Trying to get back to where I shoulda been by know

Here's to that someone who can't take the pressure
Mercy for that poor fu who made the news
Who feel pissed on that insist on killing all men
Can't take the sorrow of the horrors of his abuse

It ain't worth the sorrows to
'Cause the death of likes of all men
Hes a discrase to the species in to his face with some feacies
Big nose mothafucka got it comin'

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a sucka
How many days you have to be before you get absent
Warren G with the P you beta step aside
I'll stick my foot so far up in your ass

The water his knee will rise above your head and drown
Before you get your ass kickin'
Stomp stepin' in footsteps hard to keep up with
Warren G stepin' hard but it ain't as hard as it gone get

Songwriters
TRAWICK, ROJAI/GRIFFIN, WARREN III/CLINTON, GEORGE S

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.