Modern Translation of “Little Deuce Coupe”

This came about after a conversation with my sister about the modern day proliferation of street racing. I told her that street racing is not a new thing and will be around a while. This was the first song I thought of that was soley about street racing and silly shtuff like that.

Little deuce Coupe (My shit be a 32 Ford Model b)
You don’t know what I got (My shit be sleeper, yo.)
Little deuce Coupe
You don’t know what I got

Well I’m not braggin’ babe so don’t put me down (Yo, I iz braggin, but it’s the truff)
But I’ve got the fastest set of wheels in town (My shit be da fastet whip in da Tizown)
When something comes up to me he don’t even try (His shit be slowa than mine, ya heard?)
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly (My shit could achieve lift off with some wingz.)
She’s my little deuce coupe (This beyotch be mah whip)
You don’t know what I got (I’s fo real, she be sleepin)
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don’t know what I got)

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill (Mah engine be a flat head.)
But she’ll walk a Thunderbird like (she’s) it’s standin’ still (T-birds ain’t got shit on me!)
She’s ported and relieved and she’s stroked and bored. (My shit be custom)
She’ll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored (My shit be haulin)
She’s my little deuce coupe (This beyotch be mah whip)
You don’t know what I got (I’s fo real, she be sleepin)
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don’t know what I got)

She’s got a competition clutch with the four on the floor (Bitch be havin a sick clutch with a 4 speed, ya dig)
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar (My idle is low, however WOT is loud.)
And if that aint enough to make you flip your lid (Youze can’t handle mah shit.)
There’s one more thing, I got the pink slip daddy (I’d be a star on PINKS)

And comin’ off the line when the light turns green (I be gone when itz green)
Well she blows ‘em outta the water like you never seen (They ain’t stand no chance)
I get pushed out of shape and it’s hard to steer (My shit be hard to handle)
When I get rubber in all four gears (I be spinnin in all 4 gears)

She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don’t know what I got)
She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
(My little deuce coupe)
(You don’t know what I got)
She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got