Lyrics Daytona 500 - Wintertime

It's good intent, yah!
Wintertime, I changed the game
Hit the highway I'm changing lanes
Girlies fighting over me like Flavor Flav
Collect the bag and disappear I think I'm David Blaine
They gave the wrong young nigga money
To hit the stage I need 500 (thousand)
Designer shades cost me 900
Hop in the Beamer then this Daytona 500
Lit up the extendo on Daytona beach
Fucked around and spent the weekend overseas (Paris)
Did it for no reason, I do as I please
Feature cost a couple G's
Rock out in my Rock jeans
Copers cannot find me
It ain't no gold, that boy do some copper on his teeth (phonie)
Nigga tried to run off with my style, you's a thief
Run a pack like I'm Barry Sanders
Smokin' gas like I'm Larry Sanders
Free all my guys out the slammer
All up in my business girl you Ned Flanders (howdy)
They gave the wrong young nigga money
To hit the stage I need 500 (thousand)
Designer shades cost me 900
Hop in the Beamer then this Daytona 500