Let Me Drive Songtext
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Let Me Drive Songtext
A classic and, at the same time, progressive
Music blasting
I can′t hear a thing
But you're on my neck
And the beads of your sweat are glistening
Party is smashing, we jump on the scene
Speed it up, slow it down, take it for free
My engine is revving, there′s no other route
Let's get away, get away from the crowd
Chasing that Hennessy in your Hennessy
In case I was subtle looking for trouble
Driving away with me
Let me drive
Getting nasty
Slashing all the lines
For those hypocrites, I'm sick of it
Don′t fuck around, we roll with it
And we ain′t got the time
Touching and loving and rubbing each other
Giving and getting from no better lover
Everything happening, spinning at once
Can't catch my breath, there′s no air in my lungs
Chasing that Hennessy in your Hennessy
In case I was subtle looking for trouble
Driving away with me
Let me drive
Shawty be the baddest, feeling all the static
When she in the club, baby, stuntin' is a habit
Living, living lavish
Shawty driving stick, but she ride me automatic
Got it from her mama, Gucci and the Prada
High heels with the crew, Rosé popping bottles
Ow, lady got a style like that
Let me drive
Let me drive
Music blasting
I can′t hear a thing
But you're on my neck
And the beads of your sweat are glistening
Party is smashing, we jump on the scene
Speed it up, slow it down, take it for free
My engine is revving, there′s no other route
Let's get away, get away from the crowd
Chasing that Hennessy in your Hennessy
In case I was subtle looking for trouble
Driving away with me
Let me drive
Getting nasty
Slashing all the lines
For those hypocrites, I'm sick of it
Don′t fuck around, we roll with it
And we ain′t got the time
Touching and loving and rubbing each other
Giving and getting from no better lover
Everything happening, spinning at once
Can't catch my breath, there′s no air in my lungs
Chasing that Hennessy in your Hennessy
In case I was subtle looking for trouble
Driving away with me
Let me drive
Shawty be the baddest, feeling all the static
When she in the club, baby, stuntin' is a habit
Living, living lavish
Shawty driving stick, but she ride me automatic
Got it from her mama, Gucci and the Prada
High heels with the crew, Rosé popping bottles
Ow, lady got a style like that
Let me drive
Let me drive
Writer(s): Amie Zimmerman, Nahshon Hill, Mark Emmanuel, Alan Notkin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

