Luxury Pool - Neon Neon, Fatlip

He was a boy from Detroit, home of the hustlers

Only homie he had was customers

Money was his best friend, he kept a fat stack next to him

And kept it close like next to kin

Daddy was an alcoholic street brawler

But he taught him all about cars and how to be a baller

Soon as he graduated, got a job at the factory

Promoted to the president, now he’s stacking G’s

But it wasn’t enough, he needed more

Cause he grew up poor

And he swore that he’d never be broke like he was back in the days

So he get paid

High salary for his inventions

But he didn’t have the best intentions

Charismatic maverick who was known to start static

With the bosses, but he also knew the demographic

So he quit

And started his own shit

I park it in the fire lane, don’t mind getting tickets

See it outside with a fly bitch up in it

Monochromatic finish, show you just where my name is

Maybe if you ride with me I’ll get you famous

May '79 he was in full function

By the early 80s he was done with production

The introduction of the DMC-12

Spanking brand new, on the showroom for sale

Stainless steel, from the bumper to the grill

For the added appeal they got ill

With the gull-wing door, reversible transmission

Target marketed to the man with the ambition

That’s why you kinda gotta respect the man’s vision

Shoulda been applauded except demands didn’t reach expectation

No matter what he facing, he still dream chasing

He wanted to be the big money maker — mover, shaker

Pushing penthouse buttons in the elevator

Envisions of an innovator

But the company burnt up money like an incinerator

I park it in the fire lane, don’t mind getting tickets

See it outside with a fly bitch up in it

Monochromatic finish, show you just where my name is

Maybe if you ride with me I’ll make you famous

Baptized in the luxury pool

Dunk the bod, cleanse the wound

Never one to stick to the rules

Baptized in the luxury pool

I park it in the fire lane, don’t mind getting tickets

See it outside with a fly bitch up in it

Monochromatic finish, show you just where my name is

Maybe if you ride with me I’ll make you famous