Lyrics:
the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
See
Ahh
Yea Yea Yea
Yea Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Ahh no no
You drive me
Ba-by you
You drive me crazy ama call you Mercedes (every time)
Cz you foreign and your
that road Don't know where this is going Girl, all I know is this, in the morning I wanna wake you with a kiss Chorus: Let me pay this tab,
a nigga that's gon always treat you right
Make sure you reach yo dreams you flying higher then a kite
You gon be my little girl gon give you everything in
DRIVE
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WRITTEN BY Kyndon oakes, mark vikingstad & susie brown
'65 baby blue ford has got me
Truckin' down this Cotten field
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
For me eh
When you pass by
Girl I can see that you're not shy
I wonder why why
You let it fly as you look me right back in the eye eye
Baby walk
another
Girl that's in my head
Just to make me suffer
Feelings make me wanna slumber
I've been hiding under covers
Cause I don't want more shit to remember
the whip
This music shit is all that I know
I wish upon a star I need a miracle
Spark up on a roach
Inhale it then I drive slow
Yeah
When I drive slow
When I
in the ruff be one of a kind
Ain't nobody like that, ain't no fairy tales around
Til I seen you in that red with that catchy as smile, uuuooooo girl
Uh, uh, yeah
I loved you from the start
We can't be apart
Love me for tonight girl might not see you tomorrow
Yea, uh
Cover up the pain with
a way on which he could escape when drive bys were being pulled on the dot at 7:48 If you heard a gun shot than it was too late you'll hear the sound
oooooooooooooooo
magic and b-riders
hookin up with dyablo,
for that mamacita
(to all those pretty girls...pretty girls....)
what's going on pretty
show up I be cocky much
When I show up I be fancy much
40 drinking by di container
Whenever me see you I been loosing it
Pretty girl show me that
glitters hard drive
Certified Wise throws a jam that's so hot it'd
Make a married man give up his annual blowjob
You better show something, with heading no
This is the last time
I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy
Last time but I gotta see my baby
I know I swore that I'd never break your heart no more
guitar and that was the beginning
Now she's down in the cellar with the amp turned up
Girls with guitars, Daddy's little angel
Girls with guitars,
hi-jacked at a drive-thru
It was at the Jack in the
Box that he always drive to
The jacker pulled the gat out his
Jacket and Jack eye's grew
At life you don't
Like, look at all the shit that I done fucked up, girls that I done fucked up
Drinks that I done drunk up, drugs that got me locked up
I wonder all
A to Z,
Now I can tell by your attitude
That you know you're by yourself
The way you walk the way you talk
It's like you got some goods yourself,
I respect
to the cover girl, Merci D. About to run the world
Call me Della, in charge of the girls. Heavy physique with a dainty twirl
Next gen supermodel chick, name
never touched
Long as you on my mind
I perpetually live in a sugar rush
So sweet to the touch
Only come by in a hurry
Girl, you should come inside
While
behind
I gotta make that bad girl mine
Why? She likes to play all night
Knows how to move just right
I better slow down before she pass me by
Tonight,
like a drive by
Gotta be making it outa the gutter
You see the mandem you hide under the cover, my lyrics will give you cold shivers and stutters
I'm
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