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DreamHaus - Drive Lyrics



DreamHaus - Drive Lyrics




Friday evening quarter past 6
Met this bad chick In traffic
Pulled up on a nigga at the light
Like she was finna let me have it
She quickly, shouted, her math out
Then said, Stash it, Mr chocolate
I replied, gorgeous, no doubt
Imma Dallas, no Mavericks
She peeled off, like Danica Patrick
Eyes in the rear view like imma come after
Like she ain't just gimme the digits
Now I'm thinking, why would it matter
In love with the way she maneuvers
I'm on her body, ain't talking no tumors
Must've thought, I couldn't keep up
Till I came back around like a hula

I never thought
That this would be
(That this would be)
She hit the gas
And now we've been going for weeks
(Going for weeks)
Look at that body
Yeah that's my speed
(Yeah that's my speed)
Stay in her lane and that's how it should be

I love the way you
Driiiiive it
Oh I would love for you to
Riiiide it
But first come show me where ya
Miiiind is
Girl your just the way I like em
(Driiiiiive)

Now I ain't ever know the woman that I wanted until I met you (Until I)
No I ain't tryna gas u but
There no way can I pass u up
So what u wanna do? (Do, do)

Headstrong and sophisticated
Them other girls wonder how u made it
Every ex I bet you're their favorite
Now only I get to see u naked
Petty ain't it? But it's true
I don't think you're the one, I know it's you
How you handle the roads you've been going through
Made wrong turns but you made no excuse
(Vrooom) Go ahead go, go girl
(Skrrr) Peel off lemme see that
Hit the brakes and break me off
Tell me do u believe that
If there's a button to push that's the key to start
When I look on your sleeve can I see you heart
I pull up parallel like I need to park
Girl, you turn me ooonnn

I never thought
That this would be
(That this would be)
She hit the gas
And now we've been going for weeks
(Going for weeks)
Look at that body
Yeah that's my speed
(Yeah that's my speed)
Stay in her lane and that's how it should be

I love the way you
Driiiiive it
Oh I would love for you to
Riiiide it
But first come show me where ya
Miiiind is
Girl your just the way I like em
(Driiiiiive)

Drive it, Put it in Drive
Pull right up to ya bumper
Drive it, Put it in Drive
License registration ya number
Drive it, Put it in Drive
Far from basic, they just fall under
Drive it, Put it in Drive
Ain't no question why they all want ya

Drive, you don't even try
Pull right up to ya bumper
Drive you don't even try
License, registration, ya number
Drive, you don't even try
Far from basic, they just fall under
Drive it, Put it in Drive
Ain't no question why they all want ya
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Friday evening quarter past 6
Met this bad chick In traffic
Pulled up on a nigga at the light
Like she was finna let me have it
She quickly, shouted, her math out
Then said, Stash it, Mr chocolate
I replied, gorgeous, no doubt
Imma Dallas, no Mavericks
She peeled off, like Danica Patrick
Eyes in the rear view like imma come after
Like she ain't just gimme the digits
Now I'm thinking, why would it matter
In love with the way she maneuvers
I'm on her body, ain't talking no tumors
Must've thought, I couldn't keep up
Till I came back around like a hula

I never thought
That this would be
(That this would be)
She hit the gas
And now we've been going for weeks
(Going for weeks)
Look at that body
Yeah that's my speed
(Yeah that's my speed)
Stay in her lane and that's how it should be

I love the way you
Driiiiive it
Oh I would love for you to
Riiiide it
But first come show me where ya
Miiiind is
Girl your just the way I like em
(Driiiiiive)

Now I ain't ever know the woman that I wanted until I met you (Until I)
No I ain't tryna gas u but
There no way can I pass u up
So what u wanna do? (Do, do)

Headstrong and sophisticated
Them other girls wonder how u made it
Every ex I bet you're their favorite
Now only I get to see u naked
Petty ain't it? But it's true
I don't think you're the one, I know it's you
How you handle the roads you've been going through
Made wrong turns but you made no excuse
(Vrooom) Go ahead go, go girl
(Skrrr) Peel off lemme see that
Hit the brakes and break me off
Tell me do u believe that
If there's a button to push that's the key to start
When I look on your sleeve can I see you heart
I pull up parallel like I need to park
Girl, you turn me ooonnn

I never thought
That this would be
(That this would be)
She hit the gas
And now we've been going for weeks
(Going for weeks)
Look at that body
Yeah that's my speed
(Yeah that's my speed)
Stay in her lane and that's how it should be

I love the way you
Driiiiive it
Oh I would love for you to
Riiiide it
But first come show me where ya
Miiiind is
Girl your just the way I like em
(Driiiiiive)

Drive it, Put it in Drive
Pull right up to ya bumper
Drive it, Put it in Drive
License registration ya number
Drive it, Put it in Drive
Far from basic, they just fall under
Drive it, Put it in Drive
Ain't no question why they all want ya

Drive, you don't even try
Pull right up to ya bumper
Drive you don't even try
License, registration, ya number
Drive, you don't even try
Far from basic, they just fall under
Drive it, Put it in Drive
Ain't no question why they all want ya
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Writer: Corey Smith, Dayvon Shivers
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave

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Written by: Corey Smith, Dayvon Shivers

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