Drive, drive, drive, d-d-drive, drive, drive Driving fast to impress or not Words just slip or trip over over lips Car drive west (car drive west) Sex
Traduction: Les Correspondances. Drive.
Drive, drive, drive, d-d-drive, drive, drive Driving fast to impress or not Words just slip or trip over over lips Car drive west (car drive west)
scream out (baby)..just like I put you on the track Then I'ma lay you on your side And slowly stroke you while you telling me the way you feel inside But my sex drive
since Now it's all about the leather boots and sequins Tellin niggas don't holla if ya can't get the snap Got a diamond name plate and a neckace to match
I'll get ya I'll work that, murk that, just the way you like it baby Turn a quickie into an all-nighter maybe Your sex drive, it match my sex drive Then
by now, you probably heard of me fresh outta surgery, flashy as a fuck, you gon' have to murder me Burglary, I'm leavin wit cha nike's bergendy, White T, bergendy you match
get cha I work that , that merk that jus the way u like it baby I turn a quicky into a all nighter maybe The sex drive that match my sex drive and we
, I told you I'd getcha I work that murk that just the way you like it baby Turn a quickie into a all nighter maybe Your sex drive it match my sex drive
more are the days that I will Fear for I have found a strength that None can match and I'll push further Now I feel the passion burning This what drives
No more are the days that I will Fear for I have found a strength that None can match and I'll push forward Now I feel the passion burning This what drives
Two of us riding nowhere Spending someone?s hard earned pay, You and me Sunday driving, Not arriving on our way back home. We?re on our way home,
Two of us riding nowhere Spending someone's Hard earned pay Two of us Sunday driving Not arriving On our way back home We're on our way home We're on
Boy you'll be the death of me You're my James Dean You make me feel like I'm seventeen You drive too fast, you smoke too much But that don't mean a thing
, "You been gone." I said, "That's only natural." She said, "You gonna stay?" I said, "Yeah, I jes might." Isis, oh, Isis, you mystical child. What drives me to you is what drives
