Top Songs By Bizzy Bone
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizzy Bone
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Johnson
Songwriter
Lyrics
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway
(She's ridin' on the highway)
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway
(She's ridin' on the highway)
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway
(She's ridin' on the highway)
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway
Tellin' me to be careful
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom,zoom
Tellin' me to be careful though so dangerous
I say let's change it
Put on your coat and call up the chauffer
Oh, gotta leave the babies
Face-to-face it's goin' down
Baby lace it with some basment as (just a little)
Just a little temptation, and bury it underground
And make ya **** feel famous and say "Hey, fuck the pages"
Off to the freeway, anxious to play
(Damn) Baby protect my health and yourself and everyone else
And lady respect my patience from temptations
Let off all that frustration, all is well, hell, what are you waitin for?
Basic relations waitin', wakin' up in the storm
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll, roll, roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
(Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll, roll, roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
(Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll, roll
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover out on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover out on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah
When I put you in my car (zoom, zoom) move far
We chose to lose time and, my, why there you are
When I saw that night, I had to call
It's gotta be right, it couldn't be wrong
Lookin' in far fallen and gone, lookin' at the stars, all of them, long
And on the freeway, baby believe me, gotta take it easy
Yet appeasin' to please 'em
Oh, Jesus, she's breathin' on me!
But I ain't that weak to put her to sleep
So respectful, respect your temple, subliminal
Probably pause in the distance, reminisce visual, member my car
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll, roll
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll, roll
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll, roll
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll, roll, roll
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover out on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover, on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah
We're peekin' each other's secrets (Shhh)
No speakin'
Just heavy breathin'
(Why don't you take a ride with me? C'mon)
Friday!
Friday evenin' clear through the weekend we're peakin' each others secrets
No speakin', just heavy breathin'
A quarter inch from your cleavage
The reason you got me
Teasin'--be gentle
Interested sexual in a room to touch you eventual, too much potential
Lookin' at you sensual
Let you go, roll, have your space
And I'll be paper chasin' up and down, straight ghetto face
And have you ever fell in love
Just as much that you forgot about everyone just for their touch? (just for that touch!)
(Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll
(Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll with me (Roll, can't you come over?)
(Roll, can't you come over?)
(Roll, can't you come over?)
Roll
Come on and roll with me
Stroll with me
Stroll with me
Girl you can, I know you can
Come on, I know you can
Just ride with me
Written by: Derrick Johnson