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(feat. T-Pain) If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now Hop off in my ride Put the pedal to the floor, ridin' now I hit the pedal to You already know, ridin' now If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now (woah) Water drops fall to the alley off the side of a building I'm back in Tampa Florida, what a wonderful feeling 27" wheels on an Oldsmobile I can damn near stand up under the grill Big Chuck, T-Pain what the talk is about Swerve out like I'm tryin' spell my name in the ground Hit a strip club, toss a couple dollar's out Yeah Florida State's high, just wild and out Haters can't even make me cut my music down Prolly ask how many times I'm a surf around I'm behind the wheel just to make my engine proud Wouldn't know where to go if I thought about it If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now SongtexteHop off in my ride Put the pedal to the floor, ridin' now I hit the pedal to You already know, ridin' now If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now (woah) OK, my girl says she wan' to ride today (come on) Now she feel like we in a high speed chase (choooo) We on the Interstate, goin' out of state We don't conversate, we let the music play (heyyy) I'm a take her to the perfect place Call it on the cell phone like "I'm on my way" Had to make a quick stop at the gas station Just tell a cashier "Fill up the tank, " (keep the change bitch) Then I, hopped right back behind the wheel (hey) Pushed the pedal down 'til it touched the steel (hey) Roll the windows down, felt the chill (hey) Words can't describe how I fell, for real If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now Hop off in my ride Put the pedal to the floor, ridin' now I hit the pedal to You already know, ridin' now If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now (woah) Gas tank full, wheels real shiny My exhaust pipe done and my spedometer is waggin' Gas-gas tank full, wheels real shiny My exhaust pipe done and my spedometer is waggin' (I'm ridin' now, woah ohh oh oh) Gas-gas tank full, wheels real shiny My exhaust pipe done and my spedometer is waggin' (I'm ridin' now, woah ohh oh oh) Everytime I accelerate get chills Top down on the interstate all you... [? ] (I'm ridin' now, woah ohh oh oh) I just want to ride 'til the sun falls out of the sky So I can let the speakers boom up under the moon (woah) It's nothin' like the feelin' my engine provides When I turn the freeway into food You can't see me when I ride by, so don't even try To catch up, I'm just too fast to touch You know I gotta spend the rest of my time in the strip club Like "What up? My name Chuck" (what up?) Big timers, 9 to 5ers, turn your radio up a little louder I spit like a new whip, come get excited Ride, ride, ride, ride If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now Hop off in my ride Put the pedal to the floor, ridin' now I hit the pedal to You already know, ridin' now If you're to behold Think I know where to go, ridin' now (woah) Gas tank full, wheels real shiny My exhaust pipe done and my spedometer is waggin' (I'm ridin' now, woah ohh oh oh) Gas-gas tank full, wheels real shiny My exhaust pipe done and my spedometer is waggin' (I'm ridin' now, woah ohh oh oh) Gas-gas tank full, wheels real shiny My exhaust pipe done and my spedometer is waggin' (I'm ridin' now, woah ohh oh oh) Everytime I accelerate get chills Aus Songtexte Mania