Big K.R.I.T., Devin The Dude - Moon & Stars lyrics

So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars

Yeah, yo, my digital dash
As I mash on the gas
Don't know where I'm going fast
But I'm going there stop at the club
Forever sure there's some hoes in there
Shaking they ass, looking for players
With dough to share
But that ain't me though
Before I trick on a bust-it baby
I'm outta the do'
If you are looking for saving shawty
I'm not your hero more like a guide
I can take you where you want
Would you look in my eye?
Like you supposed to, cold enough to froze ya
Talking bout that pimping you
Already been exposed to
Far from being sober
Let's travel into space while
Puffing on this Yoda
Glowing like a lightsaber
Doing what the grownups do
Be grateful that this game was
Bestowed upon to you
Cause backstabbing betrayers divide
Don't listen to
Cause they front, but they don't
Do what I do
Cause they will never ever be pimps

So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars

Under the moon and stars I cruise in
My car with you in my arms
I'm feeling good with my brews and cigars
As the sun dips down, we skip town
A nice rendezvous, I'm quite fond of you
And you're feeling me too, I mean literally
You're rubbing the nuts, you tickle the D
Let me drop the top while we puff on trees
Let the breeze blow through your weave
As you bob your head to the beat
Come on girl, take them heels off your feet
Vibe this sweet right quick
You take a hit and relax
I know you had a long day
I'mma turn up the music
And you can put the phone away
And we can just chill
Come over here and grip this wood wheel

So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars

Now usually I don't boast or brag
But, 'till they different I
Was crush brewed but
Don't need pros and I was with it
Get it, get it, get it girl if I hit it I'm
Gonna stretch that pussy out
Until you can drive a truck up in it
I'm kiddin', maybe not
I'm on it like fo's in vogues
Playas with alligators and
Capes like matadors
Struttin' like kings up on the
Scene and scatter rose
Peddles up under a work of
Art like sour dough dial it, my swag melodic
Like a sandy beach
Couple freaks in the cottage
Fig fruit's and groups rubbed oil
Up on my body worked hard to swipe her card
The type of broad to take me shoppin'
Because my ego big enough to get up out it
Plug a socket
Fix a drape and paint her walls redecorated
What a dime, excavated
Dig deeper and deeper in all the right places

So I ride, I lean, I crawl
Do it better than them all
Let the road be my guide
As I glide in candy cars
Underneath the moon and the stars