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Woi, turn it, that body gone crazy Lose my mind, my mind go hazy Three times in the club this week yeah Boy toy, like the hump, better speak yeah When you drive, better drive fast Fast as hell as you can go On my own, hit the road Spank the gas, lose control Hold my phone, had that worker spin the chrome, yeah Said you like to travel, never been to Rome I been everywhere you never been before If it wasn't for the plans I'd prolly full tour But a man always want that pleasure when he on a tour Wait, should I brag more? Bring it up, bae, on the dance floor Panties started showin' through the pants more, yeah Wanna dance for me? Little shawty said "Yeah" Yeah Yeah, link up in the night, show you right, uh-huh Come live a little, turn that light down, drive fast God-given, tell 'em not to crash hard Hard-headed, but I hold the ground some Might get excited, shoot some rounds off Yeah, a new starborn, a new starboy And that light so bright, make a star war And my pants so tight, make my legs sore Still tryna' figure out what you came for I been tryna' figure out what you came for And she dance hard, 'til she can't dance more And the van got funny, so she laughed more Should I brag more? Bring it up, bae, on the dance floor Panties started showin' through the pants more, yeah Wanna dance for me? Little shawty said "yeah" Back seat action Gran Turismo got me back on rappin' Club is dirty, sweaty got me dancin' Passed out in the mornin', like "What happened?" Dance my life away before I- Dance my life away before I crash it Keys are turnin', wheels be burnin' drastic Meltin' off the sides, the car, the plastic I don't like to cheer, I'm not romantic I don't like to leave before the antics Ego gigantic, girlfriend Icelandic I start the engine, now I'm gettin' frantic Extra cinematic
Writer(s): Luke Mcdermott, Gavin Koolmon, D'anthony Carlos, Tia Dajee Rice, Nathan Vincent Duvall, Philisiwe Faya Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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