Bo-Dacious - American Muscle Lyrics

Let's get to it, oh, let's get on the hustle
Drop the clutch quick, shift, gas and thrust it
No power in the world can be as trusted
And there ain't nothin' like, American Muscle
It don't matter if the whip coat gloss or rusted
It's a beast to me and baby I love it
Take yo little whining crotch rocket, man
Cuz there ain't nothin' like, American Muscle
You can have yo fine tuned high end sewing machine
You can have yo prius, cuz I ain't going green
Seven miles to the gallon, man, that blower's mean
That getup got bigger balls than a bowling team
They say, dark cars look better in the shade
Well, muscle cars look better when they race
We gettin' ancy when we try to stay in place
Come off the line, leave smoke and flame on the pavement
Hey, be it a blower or a shaker hood
We got that sweet sugar call it baking goods
Pink slips baby, I'mma claim the goods
We rollin' up in like every neighborhood
It don't matter if the whip coat gloss or rusted
It's a beast to me and baby I love it
Take yo little whining crotch rocket, man
Cuz there ain't nothin' like, American Muscle
Comin' off the line leavin' rubber on the pavement
Windows down, pour some sugar on me playin
Cobalt blue with white stripes makin' a statement
Carbon fiber spoiler, hood scoops, that's Bo-Dacious
This, is a D-I-Y custom beast
Wake up, ya coffee shakin', it must be me
Yeah, sometimes there's some rust and leaks
But this is a case of pure love for the streets
Single fourteen inch woofer in the back, it's all fine
Plus the deck game straight up Alpine
Who shakes the place most, over that, we all fight
I got that street sweeper, so nobody can hide
I got the ripped muscle, and I'm flexin' hard
V-eight heavy rumblin' down ya street all day
I got that sick whip, yes, my precious Dart
That's that purring sound mixed wit this base
I got that line lock on lock, time stops
Push the red button, and I'm off, try hard
Perfect circle, dope versus weak, pie chart
Doin' frosted donuts, when I'm in my Dart
When I first picked her up, I felt unstoppable
Like peak Roman Empire, I could topple it
Rockin' it, like I'm up inside a mosh pit
Stop it if you ain't one, of the bosses
I ain't never gon' sell this bitchin' ride
Pick you up if you hitchin', hitch a ride
We gonna make it just like friction died
Cuz we about to peel out like slip and slides
Let's get to it, oh, let's get on the hustle
Drop the clutch quick, shift, gas and thrust it
No power in the world can be as trusted
And there ain't nothin' like, American Muscle