Lyrics Saab Stories (feat. M.Wade) - Shaka
Saab
stories
moving
in
and
out
the
V
Eyes
wide
as
my
life
flash
in
front
of
me
Paranoid
still
feel
like
somebody
hunting
me
They
only
seen
a
flash
cops
ask
then
it
wasn't
me
So
many
stories
still
up
in
this
whip
Reminiscing
got
me
slipping
better
get
a
grip
Don't
pull
up
at
the
light
that
turbo
might
hurt
ya
Buck
20
on
the
bridge
I'm
the
silver
surfer
Black
leather
turbo
Swedish
engineering
Hand
on
her
thigh
down
shift
use
the
knee
for
stealing
Camaro
challenge
he
ain't
know
what
he
was
looking
at
Sport
mode
hit
the
gas
I
wasn't
looking
back
Big
Rollie
Hop
out
like
what's
happening
Bust
down
With
a
Blue
face
like
it's
Drakken
I'm
too
fly
Fuck
dripping
bitch
I'm
splashing
I
walk
it
to
her
Swim
in
that
pussy
unleash
the
Kraken
Some
niggas
like
to
trick
it
out
some
like
it
better
stock
I
might
swap
the
sway
bar
get
some
better
shocks
I
wanted
Cobra
skin
seats
they
said
you
better
not
Shit
I
Had
Venom
on
my
back
like
Eddie
Brock
We
was
out
road
trips
up
and
down
the
coast
From
Virginia
to
the
Hamptons
yea
we
did
the
most
Almost
hit
Springfield
we
cut
it
kinda
close
3 Liter
6 had
the
power
was
getting
ghost
Saab
stories
moving
in
and
out
the
V
Eyes
wide
as
my
life
flash
in
front
of
me
Paranoid
still
feel
like
somebody
hunting
me
They
only
seen
a
flash
cops
ask
then
it
wasn't
me
So
many
stories
still
up
in
this
whip
Reminiscing
got
me
slipping
better
get
a
grip
Don't
pull
up
at
the
light
that
turbo
might
hurt
ya
Buck
20
on
the
bridge
I'm
the
silver
surfer
In
the
Saab
bumping
Surf's
shit
AK
in
the
back
we
on
that
SERT
shit
Hope
12
don't
pull
us
over
and
start
to
search
shit
But
don't
worry,
we
in
a
proper
spot
White
on
a
black
block,
we
gentrifying
neighborhoods
Might've
passed
by,
you
ain't
seen
it
if
you
ask
me
A
couple
bad
times
with
ex
bitches
in
the
back
seat
What
is
his
life
like,
go
head
compare
the
vibes
I
got
pussy
the
one
time
I
hit
her
with
the
stare
and
drive
02
Edition,
yet
we
kept
it
in
the
best
fit
Back
in
02,
the
coke
was
looking
like
some
fresh
grits
Fresh
mints'll
solve
more
for
these
niggas
they
my
juniors
If
I
seen
your
bitch
I
promise
I'ma
I
scoop
her
Don't
tempt
me
I
ain't
slipping
when
I
roll
thru
the
city
She
rocking
Gucci
& Louie,
she
driving
Beamers
& Bentley's
I'ma
G,
PS
voice
command,
no
fingers
The
shit
talk
back
German
sounding
like
some
Old
English
Saab
stories
moving
in
and
out
the
V
Eyes
wide
as
my
life
flash
in
front
of
me
Paranoid
still
feel
like
somebody
hunting
me
They
only
seen
a
flash
cops
ask
then
it
wasn't
me
So
many
stories
still
up
in
this
whip
Reminiscing
got
me
slipping
better
get
a
grip
Don't
pull
up
at
the
light
that
turbo
might
hurt
ya
Buck
20
on
the
bridge
I'm
the
silver
surfer
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