Chorus: S.T.G.
Move it, get out of my way
Get out of my way, get out of my way (x2)

[S.T.G.]
OH NO! The I can't stop.
I'ma bout to speed up... Without a Doubt.
Get the funk back from my chrome grill
There's somethin wrong, we can't stay still
I've been swearing at the cops and you.
And cops are now be busting too.
Rearside mirror, put me down to rest.
And have your friends staring, "Coool grilll", they'll be jealous
Cops are confusing, arresting those freaks.
I'm pissed at you with fusion, we run lights in the street-a
So bye-bye to all you newbies and old peoples
I'll drive my bumper up your ass? Quiet peoples!
I'm doin a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the hell outta my way
You'll be D.O.A., I'll never stay sober.
And you about to get ran the heck over.

Chorus

[Wolveroses over second chorus]
Damn! Watch out, watch out, watch out
Damn! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move

[Wolveroses]
Here I come, better go
OH YEAH! Jump the gun, move
You see my headlights? You hear my goddamn horn
Foot on the pedal, I'm comin' through
Hit the freeway and do eighty-six
You're only doing seventy - better move quick
Speeding with ruthless - a bad rep mix
These people want me to pass them - doing tricks
Ah man, slow down, that a cop
"Oh hell naaaawww! Get another ticket, that what you doin'?"
This pig all up in my business
Tryin' to give me a ticket, this bastard am suin'
Give me a corvette and watch me out run these fools
Now what 'cha gotta say about my ride, I just took you to school
Ha, you ain't laughin', I got road rage piss
But I'm gonna tell like how it is
You better not walk in front of my car

Chorus

[Mike Florio over second chorus]
Green light, get goin'

[Mike Florio]
Turn left and right, I'm in the wrong lane
Ain't that why they call it road rage
Hit the breaks, hit the gas, punk learn how to drive
You take your cars out, your gas runs out
the land you are never out, I just wanna shout
Am I the only one driving tonite?
beat the sh*t outta you non drivers for breaking too much
I've got to get to places, f*ck you slow sons of b*tches
If it was only me I'll drive past you witches
Bump the gas pedal, its all breaks, you N*ggaz
We on the highway, crashing cars, drivin past the wiggaz
I'm on the LIE, try to press the gas you SOB
And watch the bottles start flying from my SUV
F*ck this drive sh*t, we drive b*tch, two in the front seat
Hit the gas, or Ill kick your ass, ruin the party
SO move it, get outta the way hoe
All you damn motherfuckers gain way for my big HOE