Night Ride Hustle
Friday night, the streets ignite,
Beer and firewater, feelin’ right,
Whiskey burns, and spirits fly,
Neon glowin’, in the sky.
Whistles blow, the girls pass by,
Engines roar, and tires fly,
Some flash a smile, a lifted skirt,
Silent deals in moonlit dirt.
She flips her hair, a wicked grin,
Rolls that skirt, lets the game begin,
Knows the tricks, no need to speak,
One look’s all it takes this week.
Loud and proud, we own the night,
Music blares, a crazy sight,
Some get mad, some wanna ride,
Come on in, enjoy the ride.
Night ride hustle, lights are flashin’,
Crowds are wild and glasses crashin’,
Whistles, engines, music loud,
Raggar love draws in the crowd.
Bottles clink, the laughter flows,
Backseat tales nobody knows,
Neighbors yell, “Turn it down!”
But we own this crazy town.
Moonlight hits the polished chrome,
Steel and fire, this is home,
Roarin’ engines, midnight thrills,
Raggar nights give all the chills.
Night ride hustle, wild and free,
This is where you wanna be,
Burnin’ rubber, breakin’ rules,
Raggar nights for rebel souls.
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