Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drive, artist - Fat Joe. Album song Family Ties, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, RNG
Song language: English
Drive |
Dolla $ign |
Hitmaka! |
Late night I put you in drive (Drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind me, lights behind me, yeah |
Late night I put you in drive (Drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind me, lights behind me, yeah |
Na-na, na-na, na-na |
My pretty woman |
With Himalayans and bigger chains and boogers in 'em |
And we be on yachts that we don’t even post |
And she be like «Damn, daddy you do it most» |
'Cause we did Italy, then the Philippines |
Beat it, Billie Jean, gave her bigger D |
Mamí ven aqui, rock and roll like molly, Viagra |
And when I hit the road them bodies can add up |
She callin' me selfish, I call her the same |
just don’t help, butter cake and cream |
Backseat of the Rolls, Teddy P love, TKO |
Beat the box up, she be like «Si señor» |
I’ve been fuckin' on shorty before she got her bags up |
You know me, couple cuffs, a nigga masked up |
Colombiana, dripped in designer, Dolce Gabbana |
But you know it’s really nada, and that’s a burner |
Late night I put you in drive (Drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind me, lights behind me, yeah |
Late night I put you in drive (Drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind me, lights behind me, yeah |
Na-na, na-na, na-na |
Yeah, let me kick you up and down |
Ride you through the town, you belong to the city, playin' in the background |
Old money, new money, makin' it complete |
All that’s missin' is a tiger ridin' in my front seat |
Paid in full, how I drive it off the lot |
This my Thursday car, Friday it’s the cherry drop (Skrr) |
Niggas hate a lot, bitches do too |
And everyday’s a vacation, sans in Cancun |
And all I really want in this life of sin |
Is a hunnid mil' times ten and somebody to share it with |
You gotta be a rider though, my niggas real protective |
We done hit so many bitches, turned a couple into exes, oh |
So maybe on the weekend I might scoop you up |
Remember when I used to send them Uber trucks |
Next time I’m in the club I might just shoot it up |
Give you that human touch |
Late night I put you in drive (I keep you in the clutch, drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind, lights behind me, yeah |
Late night I put you in drive (Drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind, lights behind me, yeah |
Na-na, na-na, na-na |
I just wanna feel what you feel, baby |
I just wanna feel something real, baby |
I done had the snack, I want the meal (Meal) |
Ooh, I wanna do it for the thrill (For the thrill) |
Pardon my language, your body onto some |
First class seats, across the border stone |
Now that you bringin' some to the table |
But don’t worry 'bout nothin', you know it’s paid for (Oh, yeah) |
You know I got it like that, keep you comin' right back |
Damn it’s like that, yeah, yeah |
Put you on your back (On your back) |
To relax, then I make your legs go shake |
Can I get a witness? |
You trippin' on that nigga? |
That’s none of my business (None of my business) |
Hey, call me your genie, I grant your wishes |
Late night I put you in drive (Drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind, lights behind me, yeah |
Late night I put you in drive (Drive) |
'Cause I don’t see no lights behind, lights behind me, yeah |
Na-na, na-na, na-na |