作词 : Rasharn Powell/Gianluca Buccellati 作曲 : Gianluca Buccellati He put his foot on the pedal in the mark one Like he's ready to blow away Whip-lash caressing her neck As he prepared for the sudden take away Blood flowing Heart racing Drinks flying Like its a film by QT Only its him and a cutie In the car seats
And we're driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding
Banging against the door As they hit the floor Can't be a black boy in a nice car Blood seeping from the rims From the outside looking in Mitch and Ace sit and wonder Is there m's in outer space? I‘m lost without a place In this world we live in No more love inside my heart Just time to kickstart It’s word to John Lampkin
And we're driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
Driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
Oh, oh (Yeah) Oh, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
作词 : Rasharn Powell/Gianluca Buccellati 作曲 : Gianluca Buccellati He put his foot on the pedal in the mark one Like he's ready to blow away Whip-lash caressing her neck As he prepared for the sudden take away Blood flowing Heart racing Drinks flying Like its a film by QT Only its him and a cutie In the car seats
And we're driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding
Banging against the door As they hit the floor Can't be a black boy in a nice car Blood seeping from the rims From the outside looking in Mitch and Ace sit and wonder Is there m's in outer space? I‘m lost without a place In this world we live in No more love inside my heart Just time to kickstart It’s word to John Lampkin
And we're driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
Driving But we don't drive We joyride Blue lights and hands high Joyriding Running round these Dark nights Far from a crime fight Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
Oh, oh (Yeah) Oh, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Timing I like the fast life And I'll retire to bed nights Joyriding Yeah we’re joyriding Thrill seeking Joyriding
