Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miley Cyrus
Miley Cyrus
Lead Vocals
Nelly
Nelly
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miley Cyrus
Miley Cyrus
Songwriter
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Songwriter
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Recording Engineer
Matthew Desrameaux
Matthew Desrameaux
Assistant Engineer
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Assistant Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Additional Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

'Round and 'round and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go And away we go and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go I'm a female rebel, can't you tell? Banged on the dashboard, just chipped a nail Lean out the window, that's when I yell Driving so fast 'bout to piss on myself Driving so fast 'bout to piss on myself Police wanna get him and put him in jail I'ma do whatever to get him his bail Hooked on donuts and rooster-tails I'm in that passenger seat riding high in the air And we're driving fast 'til we plum out of gas Let's go 'Round and 'round and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go And away we go and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go I'm a female rebel, can't you see? Riding 'round your backyard, who could it be? Pulling out the steering wheel right from the seat Pumping his breaks to the sound of the beat Pumping his breaks to the sound of the beat He don't understand what he's doing to me Deep down inside like a pitbull in heat Someone's coming so we head for the streets I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air And we're driving fast 'til we plum out of gas Let's go 'Round and 'round and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go And away we go and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go It's twelve o'clock and I don't want to party My big boyfriend and my big truck hobby A little bit of dirt never hurt nobody Now I got dirt all over my body Might as well lie to L His big fog lights is bright as hell Calls it off, he starts to yell He hits the gas so I grab the rail Sure you want to ride with me If you scared, don't lie to me I'm a crazy motherfucker from the Midwest With a Mississippi flow and an Arch rest Four by four with the altar steps We doing donuts underneath the arch, yes I need a chick on time, don't mind being early A ride or die, dollar six thirty A straight up chick like twelve o'clock "I don't know where he at," that's what she tell the cops Take a stand for a nigga, raise a hand for a nigga "I solemnly swear he was with me all day" To the judge, "He the one I love" Hell they could tell, she don't even budge 'Round and 'round we go Don't stop 'til I tell you so I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air And we're driving fast 'til we plum out of gas Let's go 'Round and 'round and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go 'Round and 'round and away we go And away we go and away we go Four by four and away we go High not low and away we go I'm a female rebel, who can't you tell? Who can't you tell? Who can't you tell? I'm a female rebel, who can't you tell? Who can't you tell? Who can't you tell?
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, Miley Cyrus, Pharrell L. Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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