Fat Joe, Dre, Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign - Drive lyrics

Fat Joe Jeremih Ty Dolla $ign

Fat Joe [Joseph Antonio Cartagena] The Bronx, New York City, U.S. 🇺🇸

Jeremih [Jeremy Phillip Felton] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸

Ty Dolla $ign [Tyrone William Griffin Jr.] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Fat Joe, Dre, Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign - Drive lyrics]

Ooh, yeah (yeah) dolla $ign hitmaka!

Late night I put you in drive (Drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights behind
Me, lights behind me, yeah
Late night I put you in drive (Drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights
Behind me, lights behind me, yeah
Na na, na na, na na

My pretty woman
With Himalayans and bigger chains
And boogers in 'em
And we be on yachts that we don't even post
And she be like "Damn, daddy you do it most"
'Cause we did Italy, then the Philippines
Beat it, Billie Jean, gave her bigger D
Mamí ven aqui, rock and roll like molly
Viagra and when I hit the road
Them bodies can add up
She callin' me selfish, I call her the same



Backseat of the Rolls, Teddy P love, TKO
Beat the box up, she be like "Si señor"
I've been fuckin' on shorty before
She got her bags up
You know me, couple cuffs, a nigga masked up
Colombiana, dripped in designer
Dolce Gabbana
But, you know it's really nada
And that's a burner

Late night I put you in drive (Drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights
Behind me, lights behind me, yeah
Late night I put you in drive (Drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights
Behind me, lights behind me, yeah
Na na, na na, na na

Yeah, let me kick you up and down
Ride you through the town, you
Belong to the city
Playin' in the background
Old money, new money, makin' it complete
All that's missin' is a tiger
Ridin' in my front seat
Paid in full, how I drive it off the lot
This my Thursday car
Friday it's the cherry drop (Skrr)
Niggas hate a lot, bitches do too
And everyday's a vacation, sans in Cancun
And all I really want in this life of sin
Is a hunnid mil' times ten and
Somebody to share it with
You gotta be a rider though
My niggas real protective
We done hit so many bitches
Turned a couple into exes, oh
So maybe on the weekend I might scoop you up
Remember when I used to send them Uber trucks
Next time I'm in the club I
Might just shoot it up
Give you that human touch

Late night I put you in drive
(I keep you in the clutch, drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights
Behind, lights behind me, yeah
Late night I put you in drive (Drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights
Behind, lights behind me, yeah
Na na, na na, na na

I just wanna feel what you feel, baby
I just wanna feel something real, baby
I done had the snack, I want the meal (Meal)
Ooh, I wanna do it for the thrill
(For the thrill)
Pardon my language, your body onto some
First class seats, across the border stone
Now that you bringin' some to the table
But don't worry 'bout nothin'
You know it's paid for (Oh, yeah)
You know I got it like that
Keep you comin' right back
Damn it's like that, yeah, yeah
Put you on your back (On your back)
To relax, then I make your legs go shake
Can I get a witness? You
Trippin' on that nigga?
That's none of my business
(None of my business)
Hey, call me your genie, I grant your wishes

Late night I put you in drive (Drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights
Behind, lights behind me, yeah
Late night I put you in drive (Drive)
'Cause, I don't see no lights
Behind, lights behind me, yeah
Na na, na na, na na

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