4x4
Miley Cyrus feat. Nelly
Artiest(en)
Titel
4x4
Lengte
3:11
Componist(en)
Pharrell Williams; Miley Cyrus; Cornell Haynes Jr.
Producer(s)
Pharrell Williams
Engineer(s)
Engineer for Mix: John Hanes
Mixage
Serban Ghenea
Platenlabel
RCA
Album
Bangerz
Tipparade
Songtekst
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
Bang on the dashboard
Just chipped a nail
Lean out the window
That's when I yell
Driving so fast
'bout To piss on myself
Driving so fast
'bout To piss on myself
Police wanna get him
And put him in jail
I'mma do whatever
To get him his bail
Hooked on donuts
And rooster tails
I'm in that passenger seat
Riding high in the air
And we're driving fast
Til we're plum out of gas
Let's go
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
Who could it be
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
He don't understand
What he's doing to me
Deep down inside
Like a pitbull in heat
Someone's coming
So we head for the streets
I'm in that passenger seat
Flying high in the air
And we're driving fast
Til we're plum out of gas
Let's go
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 big boyfriend
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 an L
His big fog lights
Is bright as hell
Calls it love
He starts to yell
He hits the gas
So I grab the rail
Sure you wanna ride with me
If you scared don't lie to me
I'm a crazy motherfucker from the Midwest
With a Mississippi flow and an arch rest
Four by four up the altar steps
We're doing donuts underneath the arch, yes
I need a chick on time, don't mind being early
A ride or a die down like six thirty
Straight up chick like twelve o'clock
I don't know where he at, that's what she tell the cops
Take a stand for a nigga, raise a hand for a nigga
I solemnly swear he was with me all day
To the judge: he the one I love
Hell, they could tell, she don't even budge
Round and round we go
Don't stop til I tell you so
I'm in that passenger seat
Flying high in the air
And we're driving fast
Til we're plum out of gas
Let's go
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, who can't you tell
Who can't you tell, who can't you tell
I'm a female rebel, who can't you tell
Who can't you tell, who can't you tell
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