| Stretchin' out my arms
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| Drivin' in my car
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| Thinkin' 'bout my life
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| But not too hard
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| Tappin' to my dazz
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| Snapping to my jazz
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| I’m having way more fun than no one ever has
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| I’m teaching lessons to my future children
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| Testin' out the local car wash
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| While I grab my morning cup of joe
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| There’s millions of people who wish they could look at my car right now but
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| they can’t
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| 'Cause I’m too busy drivin'
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| (Ah)
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| So many amenities
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| Nine cup holders that chill my drinks
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| And seats that heat and warm my feet
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| Every single luxury
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| Five percent tint on my Chevy both in and outside
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| My mirrors quake at the punch of my eighteen-inch Alpine
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| Clean as the white of my eye
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| One kiss for each of my tires
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| Nobody buggin' me
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| Nobody buggin' me, nobody
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| Nobody
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| Nobody telling me anything, anything
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| Anything I want to do is a good thing to do
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| Ooh, ooh
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| La la la la la la la
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| La la la la la la la
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| La la la la la la la
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| Solid and of quality
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| WiFi for my family
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| Runs on electricity
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| Oh my god, it drives for me
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| Five percent tint on my Chevy both in and outside
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| My mirrors quake at the punch of my eighteen-inch Alpine
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| Clean as the white of my eye
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| One kiss for each of my tires
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| Mile after mile after, mile
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| Nobody buggin' me
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| Nobody buggin' me
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| Buggin' me |