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when I believe her
I'll soon be back; I got the fever
She's a believer
I got the freight liner fever

Now, there's a railroad a-runnin' by a highway
when I believe her
I'll soon be back; I got the fever
She's a believer
I got the freight-liner fever

Now there's a railroad a-runnin' by a highway
' around (long hot days we'll be catchin' the rays)
Oooh, drivin' around (long hot days we'll be catchin' the rays)
You know my tape deck is blastin'
My
stuff
Purple stuff! (Purple)

[Big Moe]
Now see it started back in seventy-fo', Teri gave life to Moe
See momma was a hustler, daddy was a buster,
While the Technics spin, the wax is on the belt
Motivating clockwise the more you realize
Moe Love's moving steady, by most, with Everready

Like
through my head
Can't remember nothin' that the girl done said
She was a real queen you shoulda seen the one that got away
Back to back road drivin
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")

Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")

Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin
a sign by the roadside Oh Yeah
Gotta get some love now
Love back in my veins, gotta quit this pain

Do you satisfy my soul (Yeah, such a shame)
I got
claimin' Denver Avenue
And ain't goin' like
I fuck Crab bitches too with my hat on
I peel the Crab hood get my gat on
Flue hat and flue strings, you
keep a drank and I'm drivin
Boy comin through and that Moe steady slidin
In a three we, comin down bumper fall
Steady ballin
Haters steady callin my name
start to melt
While the technics spin, the wax is on the belt
Motivating clockwise the more you realize
Moe love's moving steady, by most, with ever
My home ain't in the hall of fame
You can go there but you won't find my name
And my songs don't belong on top forty radio
I'll keep the old back
And leave her everytime I love her
Well I guess it's just to my blood to roam I ain't never had no permanent home
So I leave her everytime I love her
You
by
My side, as I mob to the beach, on a mission
And I'm fishin
For my DJ Warren G, now I look for the bud's sack
And see where my loves at, on the lake
round, drivin' me wild.
Cant let ya go girl, so if ya wanna holla, holla back!
'Cause baby I want you, baby I need you. So if you wanna holla, holla
Standing at the back door
She tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hard wood
It fell like broken glass
She said sometimes love slips away
And you
drivin’ with one headlight
And the signs are sayin’ don’t turn back

Tears are fillin’ up my eyes
I’m tryin’ to stay between the lines
Can’t waste another
drivin
Back and forth to the liquor store buyin
Jugs and jugs of tha shit cause I'm addicted wit no denying
Perving, swervin rannin all into the fuckin
satisfying
Three of four times a day you can catch me drivin'
Back and forth to the liqour shit buyin'
Jugs and jugs of tha shit cause I'm addicted wit no
hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and probably barf
And my prediction is you're probably fall
Either in
hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and probably barf
And my prediction is you're probably fall
Either in
feed 'em, they're drivin' me wild
And I'll be happy like a newborn child
We'll be together, girl, you wait and see
No more walls keep your love from
Standing at the back door 
She tried to make it fast 
One tear hit the hard wood 
It fell like broken glass 
She said sometimes love slips away
through 
I've got no hands on the wheel 
But I'm drivin' by feel 
And I got you sewn up and surrounded too 
Take you down the track in a burlap sack