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to take care of her

It should be illegal the way you ride
You let me take the lead, but how's my driving?
I'll let you see, no limo tint, no hiding
No

care of her

It should be illegal the way you ridin'/ride it
You let me take the lead, but how's my driving?
I'll let you see, no limo tint, no

geskrywe
How is my driving
How is my driving

Bakke vol liefde
Bakke vol liefde
Borde met drukkies
En glase met soene

En woorde op mure en hartjies in

Sometimes I wonder how my mind wonder
Driving through the winter, heated all summer
Never throwing shade no it's all lovin'
I can walk on water I'm

the way its supposed to be.
Yea hey

How's my driving?

(Yeah yeah)

How's My Driving? Phabo
S550 phabo
LNF phabo

It's what I'm tryna (What I'm tryna)
It's what I'm tryna tell your bitch-ass
But you ain't

really though
As I do both aimlessly

Vicar on the path
A sticker it asks
"How's my driving?"
There's a number to call
But I just get the machine

My love following me, I don't know how to reply
My love torturing me, I don't know how to get out
My love driving over me I can't say it out loud

and forth, it's up, we finna solve it, yeah
You can't even keep a promise, how am I toxic?
Driving my own visions, came like Elon with the rockets
Don't know

me trust and how one thinks
See my friends driving through all their dreams
Taught to fear breathe sink and feel complete
Breathe in deep knowing that

burns inside

It's what you do it's what you do (Oh oh oh)
It's what you say it's what you say (Yea yea yea)
It's how you speak my name
It's driving me

to fall in love
Looking for you all the time, so baby where you go?
Because you will make me smile, how does my stereo
Driving with my car, so ready, no

how can this be
My sickness is driving me so crazy
Lately

So how can this be
You're turning the tables right on top of me
You're making me scream all

Crushing down the street whiping in my 86
Watch how I be driving stick drift down Akina with no clutch kick
Watch how I just kickflip
This song is

Ced
Yeah
Yeah

Always with the homies that's how my days be
Driving in the whip with the shades on
Man I swear the sun can't even phase me (nah)

and bumping Coltrane, uh
And I'm not crazy, nor naive, as you should know
If you hacking at my stems, how could I grow?
Driving with no pavement on the road

Somewhere in the bat country
Near the Navajo
I wonder how to change my hats
Driving down central Albuquerque
Everything is closed down
I wonder how

It don't matter what car that I'm driving
All of my diamonds rearranged em
I ain't got no problem with ya' baby
All of my bitches drive Mercedez

50

I know I know
I know I know how to party
Yeah I know I know I know I know
Yeah I know I know how to party

My driving sucks
I missed the bus
Forgot

up
But I be on my simp wave
Bryson really hit me with that “Exchange”
‘Cuz I remember how my ex changed
Driving late night, that shit a new strange
She

this hard
How the hell did we get his far
This is far from saving
Do you hear my pain escalating
You dig into my diginity stop escavating
Now I'm justr

As long as she dont fuck yo the ride
They like the way that I dribble ball
But I'm finna pass it to D1
Watch how u driving
Cus my nigga Dee on a road

with cash out, money make me flash out
A bauce up in this bitch so ain't a Bitch in here gon crash out
Wats my whip, oh that maro I be driving
How my

baby, my baby
I'm never at a loss for words when I'm talking bout my girl, how she driving me crazy
Since the day she became a part of my world, it's all