Test Drive Lyrics - Riff Raff

RiFF RAFF:] 

It's the tan Peter Pan, pecan sedan 

Butterscotch boss, butterscotch Vans 

Watch me spend them grands, watch me run up them bands 

Bright wristlet, left blank disc 

Reveal what she missed, pour a six in my Sunkist 

Now watch me pass the time, Rolex with lemon-lime 

Lemon pepper, lemon garlic table salt 

Drop the top smoking Lamborghini leg lock 

I made a hundred grand today, and it wasn't even payday 

Salmon serpent soup, now I'm Babe Ruth 

I used to hoop, with crushed jewels on my tooth 

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It feels good riding 'round like it's a test drive 

It feels good rolling up the weed to get high 

It feels good hanging out with the gang all night 

It feels good knowing that everything's all right 

It feels good, good, good 

It feels good, good, good 

It feels good, good, good 

It feels good, good, good 

On Versace walkie-talkies, in the Oval Office 

Dust my shoes off like Dustin Hoffman 

Jumped off the Buick like Bon Jovi 

Codeine in my coffee, keep these haters off me 

Them grands I spend often, higher than a flying saucer 

Look who it is, the butterscotch Herschel Walker 

When it rained on Biscayne, codeine tears on window pane 

40 days 40 nights, wall clean, Oreo cream soda 

Syrup in my soda keeps the chip off my shoulder 

Every year I get older, my wrist get colder 

My chain keeps changing weather, it's bipolar 

JODY HiGHROLLER 

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It feels good riding 'round like it's a test drive 

It feels good rolling up the weed to get high 

It feels good hanging out with the gang all night 

It feels good knowing that everything's all right 

It feels good, good, good 

It feels good, good, good 

It feels good, good, good 

It feels good, good, good