4x4

Album: BANGERZ (2013)
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  • 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

    I'm a female rebel, can't you tell?
    Banged on the dashboard, just chipped a nail
    Lean out the window, it's when I go
    Driving so fast 'bout to piss on myself
    Driving so fast 'bout to piss on myself
    The police wanna get him and put him in jail
    I'm a do whatever to get him his bail
    Hooked on donuts and rooster tails
    I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air
    And we're driving fast 'till we're plum out of gas

    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

    I'm a female rebel, can't you see?
    Riding 'round your backyard to the beat
    Pulling out the steering wheel right from the seat
    Pumping his brakes to the sound of the beat
    Pumping his brakes to the sound of the beat
    You don't understand what he's doing to me
    Deep down inside like a pit bull in heat
    He's almost coming so we head for the streets
    I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air
    And we're driving fast 'till we're plum out of gas

    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

    It's twelve o'clock and I don't want to party
    My pit bull friend and my big truck hobby
    A little bit of dirt never hurt nobody
    Now I got dirt all over my body
    Might as well, light a ale
    His big fog lights is bright as hell
    Calls 'em off, starts to yell
    He hits the gas so I grab the rail

    Are you sure you wanna ride with me?
    If you scared don't lie to me
    I'm a crazy mother fucka from the mid west
    With a Mississippi flow and all in dress
    And a four by four with the alter steps
    Doing donuts underneath the old chest
    I need a chick on time 'cause mine be early
    Think I ride or I die down to six thirty
    Straight up chick like twelve o'clock
    I don't know where yet, that's what she tell the cops
    Sits down for a nigga, raise her hand for a nigga
    I solemnly swear he was with me all day
    To the judge, he the one I love
    Hell they can't tell, she don't even budge
    Round and round we go
    Don't stop 'till I tell you so

    I'm in that passenger seat flying high in the air
    And we're driving fast 'till we're plum out of gas

    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

    I'm a female rebel, can't you tell
    Can't you tell, can't you tell
    I'm a female rebel, can't you tell
    Can't you tell, can't you tell Writer/s: CORNELL HAYNES, MILEY CYRUS, PHARRELL L WILLIAMS
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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