Bugatti

Bugatti, Bugatti. Go fast, no sorry. Bugatti, Bugatti. Too fast for the party. Jump in, lights flash, whole street go wild. Engine too loud, girl, I love that style. Blue lights, night ride, stars on the roof. Body move quick when I step in the booth. Big speed, big bass, feel that kick drum. Hands up, waist low, let the whole club run. No brakes, all gas, yeah, we came to fly. You look so good in the passenger side. Bugatti, Bugatti. Go fast, no sorry. Bugatti, Too fast for the party. Bugatti, Go fast, no sorry. Bugatti, Bugatti. Too fast for the party. Dash glow red when I turn that key. She said, "Slow down," but she came with me. City go blur when I switch that lane. Heart beat up when she scream my name. All black fit and a clean white sole. Dance floor hot when I lose control. One life, one night, let the speakers blow. Bugatti on fire and steal the show. Bugatti, Bugatti. Go fast, no sorry. Bugatti, Bugatti. Too fast for the party.