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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Wale
Lead Vocals
Jeremih
Jeremih
Vocals
Osinachi Nwaneri
Osinachi Nwaneri
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremih
Jeremih
Songwriter
Cartier Grand
Cartier Grand
Songwriter
Kenneth Coby
Kenneth Coby
Songwriter
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
R. Kelly
R. Kelly
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wale
Wale
Executive Producer
Marce Reazon
Marce Reazon
Recording Engineer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Executive Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Soundz
Soundz
Producer

Lyrics

Baby, you got a body like a Benz (and now we know disrespect but) I'm just trying to drive it once again Baby, you got a body like a Benz (I just want to provide like butterflies) I'm just trying to drive it once again (my shawty) Shawty, can I be your tank girl, tank girl? (Girl) I start off with that, "What you drinkin', drinkin'? (Girl) Pardon if I'm road raging, raging But I know you heard my drive is crazy, crazy, uh (yeah, bro) Yeah, let me pace that with some patience, let me do it 'til I fill every void, uh You're like a Maybach, thinking damn, they ain't even make 'em like you no more It's like a high beam gleaming through your eye (bling), I adore you up, baby suicide Pro wordplay, I'm hoping I can make you smile, 'least 'til I'm out of line like a DUI Girl, you remind me of my Jeep (my Jeep) Can I see what's up with that G-Wagon? Can I take you off of these streets? (You're on me) To the side of me, I'm trying to see your hazards Trying to be with the baddest, won't be the fastest Gotta make it last, I hope you comfortable I need to get to you, you're like a '62 A little work then it's curtains when I'm skrrting through Came through in the group, trying to leave in the coupe That mean I got a few, but I believe in you Trying to chase the cat, know I'm killing it, dawg You ain't feeling me now, that mean I don't need the roof You remind me of my Jeep, I wanna ride it (what?) You something like my car (what?) I got the keys to them, I need the keys to you You put on a show (you put on a show) You don't need no clothes (you don't need no clothes) Give me little bit more (give me little bit more) Always take it slow (always take it slow) I know you don't wanna stop (I know you -) I'm trying to make it go (trying to make it go) Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose Baby, you got a body like a Benz (whoa, ooh-ooh) And I'm just trying to drive it once again (ooh-ooh) Baby, you got a body like a Benz (ooh-ooh) And I'm just trying to drive it once again (won't be writing a poetic) Ah, let's get it A good woman is scarce to us (us) and I wasn't prepared to love I know it sound crazy but your miles scare me I'm just here 'cause your character good (truth be told) A good n- is rare to her (truth be told) You heard it all, but hear this love (uh) One night with dude, I be the reason you cool So let me know am I clear enough Yeah, what's up? Way I, way I, that's the way I think Shawty straight like a concept on Bayonne Street In the morning I slide over, she needs a ride, I'm like "Tight, let's keep it AMG" Sliding down, precipitating is straight (what?) Top down, let me kiss your physique (what?) I'm digging your fleek, I'm checkin' your gear Can tell you had a good year, spent a grip on your feet She like when I drive it, I like it in park Pull that thing over, you likely to sore I got her floating like riding on stars So, I keep it GPS, see where this going (yeah) Nothing will stop it, I slide in no prob Ch-ch-chop it, my swipe your parts (uh) Things her weapon, my snake in her garden So know when I'm not here, the viper is on You put on a show (did you? You put on a show) You don't need no clothes (you don't need no clothes) Give me little bit more (give me little bit more) Always take it slow (always take it slow) I know you don't wanna stop (I know you) I'm trying to make it go (trying to make it go) Now speed it up like a Maserati, and look at me and pose Baby, you got a body like a Benz (whoa, ooh-ooh) And I'm just trying to drive it once again (ooh-ooh) Baby, you got a body like a Benz (ooh-ooh) And I'm just trying to drive it once again (you tell you're comin' Silver) Baby, you got a body like a Benz I'm just trying to drive it once again Baby, you got a body like a Benz I'm just trying to drive it once again
Writer(s): Robert S. Kelly, Jeremy P. Felton, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Kenneth Charles Coby, Cartier Grand Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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