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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Miley Cyrus
Miley Cyrus
Lead Vocals
Nelly
Nelly
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miley Cyrus
Miley Cyrus
Songwriter
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Songwriter
Andrew Coleman
Andrew Coleman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
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

[Chorus]
'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
[Verse 1]
I'm a female rebel, can't you tell?
Bang on the dashboard, just chipped a nail
Lean out the window, that's when I yell
Drivin' so fast, 'bout to piss on myself
Drivin' 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
[PreChorus]
I'm in that passenger seat, ridin' high in the air
And we're drivin' fast till we plumb outta gas, let's go
[Chorus]
'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
[Verse 2]
I'm a female rebel, can't you see?
Ridin' 'round your backyard, who could it be?
Pullin' on the steerin' wheel, wrapped 'round the seat
Pumpin' his brakes to the sound of the beat
Pumpin' his brakes to the sound of the beat
He don't understand what he's doin' to me
Deep down inside, like a pitbull in heat
Someone's comin', so we head for the streets
[PreChorus]
I'm in that passenger seat, flyin' high in the air
And we're drivin' fast till we plumb outta gas, let's go (Oh)
[Chorus]
'Round and 'round and away we go (Yeah)
'Round and 'round and away we go
Four-by-four and away we go
High, not low, and away we go (Woo)
'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
[Bridge]
It's 12 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 the law, he starts to yell (Mm, yeah)
He hits the gas, so I grab the rail
[Verse 3]
Sure you wanna ride with me?
If you scared, don't lie to me
I'm a crazy motherfucker from the Midwest
With a Mississippi flow and a Arch rest
I take a four-by-four up the altar steps
We doin' donuts underneath the arch (Yes)
I need a chick on time, don't mind bein' early
A ride-or-die, down like six-thirty
A straight-up chick like 12 o'clock
"I don't know where he at," that's what she tell the cops
Take the stand for a ****, raise a hand for a ****
"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 till I tell you so
[PreChorus]
I'm in that passenger seat, flyin' high in the air
And we're drivin' fast till we plumb outta gas, let's go (Yeah)
[Chorus]
'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
[Outro]
I'm a female rebel, ooh, can't you tell?
Ooh, can't you tell? Ooh, can't you tell?
I'm a female rebel, ooh, can't you tell?
Ooh, can't you tell? Ooh, can't you tell?
Written by: Cornell Haynes, Jr., Miley Cyrus, Pharrell Williams
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