Shawty look like Keri
Yeah, she give me mountain top
But I'm in the Hills
I'm in the Hills
Tank full of gas
Fill up my cup, see
Where could I function?
Can I pull up? (Pull up)
I need a buddy
It don't hit home
'Til I'm alone now
You know what's up
Drake-ing and driving
But if you're listening, it's too late
Though I'm glad you came
Nothing is the same, girl
I know I left you for LA
You couldn't persuade me to stay here and trust in you, whoa
You would've been the one but I got trust
I, I got trust issues
Trust, trust, you know, whoa (yeah)
You know what's up
Drake-ing and driving
You can't trust no New Orleans nigga in your car
They'll pull up on another ho
They'll make a pop or a flip
Like he's saying backflip, front flip
But you not about to be driving my car
Go and pull up on that ho from the ninth ward
And then go and pull up on that other ho from Uptown
Then going all the way to the East
And then going all the way to Kenner
And then coming back to me (we should it all again)
And then not just you, 'fore I step in my car
(Just to make sure)
Drake And Drive Video (MV)
Performed By: Ambré
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Andrew Maxwell Hunter, Daniel Paul Foster, Erick Xavier Bardales, India Amber Perkins, Louie Lastic, Veronica Vera, Victor Ekpo
Ambré - Drake And Drive Lyrics
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Shawty look like Keri
Yeah, she give me mountain top
But I'm in the Hills
I'm in the Hills
Tank full of gas
Fill up my cup, see
Where could I function?
Can I pull up? (Pull up)
I need a buddy
It don't hit home
'Til I'm alone now
You know what's up
Drake-ing and driving
But if you're listening, it's too late
Though I'm glad you came
Nothing is the same, girl
I know I left you for LA
You couldn't persuade me to stay here and trust in you, whoa
You would've been the one but I got trust
I, I got trust issues
Trust, trust, you know, whoa (yeah)
You know what's up
Drake-ing and driving
You can't trust no New Orleans nigga in your car
They'll pull up on another ho
They'll make a pop or a flip
Like he's saying backflip, front flip
But you not about to be driving my car
Go and pull up on that ho from the ninth ward
And then go and pull up on that other ho from Uptown
Then going all the way to the East
And then going all the way to Kenner
And then coming back to me (we should it all again)
And then not just you, 'fore I step in my car
(Just to make sure)
Yeah, she give me mountain top
But I'm in the Hills
I'm in the Hills
Tank full of gas
Fill up my cup, see
Where could I function?
Can I pull up? (Pull up)
I need a buddy
It don't hit home
'Til I'm alone now
You know what's up
Drake-ing and driving
But if you're listening, it's too late
Though I'm glad you came
Nothing is the same, girl
I know I left you for LA
You couldn't persuade me to stay here and trust in you, whoa
You would've been the one but I got trust
I, I got trust issues
Trust, trust, you know, whoa (yeah)
You know what's up
Drake-ing and driving
You can't trust no New Orleans nigga in your car
They'll pull up on another ho
They'll make a pop or a flip
Like he's saying backflip, front flip
But you not about to be driving my car
Go and pull up on that ho from the ninth ward
And then go and pull up on that other ho from Uptown
Then going all the way to the East
And then going all the way to Kenner
And then coming back to me (we should it all again)
And then not just you, 'fore I step in my car
(Just to make sure)
Writer: Andrew Maxwell Hunter, Daniel Paul Foster, Erick Xavier Bardales, India Amber Perkins, Louie Lastic, Veronica Vera, Victor Ekpo
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.