Put your hand on the wheel
Shoulder right back
And bump your motherfuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel
Shoulder right back
And bop your motherfuckin' head to this track

I don't know how to act, when the beat comes on
I be the A Double Dog son, say word is bond
Word is bond. Your monkey ass getting torn
Seem like nothing ever right, everything was wrong
Then I heard this song, I was bumping in my ride
Girls was screamin, dogs were barking outside
Nowhere to hide, so I did what I could do
Started jumping up and down, like I was huffing glue
Plus who gwan test, nobody be stopping
Parked at the light, with my fucking head bopping
Call the piggy cop and on my window they was knocking
Tried to put down the brew, while the doors I was locking
Stashing a pound of herb in my sock
And felt like Christmas time and I was stuffing a stocking
Grabbed on my cock and stashed away the steel
Wiped the smile off my face, gotta keep an even keel
The pork heard the joint, right away knew the deal
Got the fuck back in the car, and put his hands on the wheel
That's my word son, the cops seen me, got back in the car, and bounced

Now put your hands on the wheel 'cause we takin' a ride
Got big plans for the night, now we all get high
Put my seatbelt on my belly I'm a little bit drunk
Got open liquor, weed and pills stashed in the trunk
Soon as I turn the key I'm a moving violation
Lookin' for relation or something to put my face in
Got plenty of time I take the long way home
It's me and two drunk bitches puffin' a bone
And I'm on vacation too, tryna vacate your crew
And I might take your loot, playing Play Station 2
Draw deep seeded fiction, complete weed addiction
No pot to piss in put my dick in where it fits in
My eyes itch from hybrids and I might kiss this white bitch
But I'm lost up in the parking lot and I don't know where my ride is

I shift into 5th and I grab her knee
Sex while I drive is the strategy
Then she goes to unzip my fly and I let her
I'm driving faster, I'm feeling better, I get her
To put her mouth on my money. It's funny,
I just called my penis my money
And this chick is making a withdrawal on the highway
The A. Jackson to the B. Franklin I'm thankin'
For Chevy and Lexus, I'm reckless. Running over deer in my Bronco
Oh no- here comes a cop but I can't stop I'm about to ohhhhhh! Yea!!
Put your hand on the wheel
Shoulder right back
And bop your motherfuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel
Shoulder right back
And bop your motherfuckin' head to this track

Writer : HANDELMAN, AARON M. / SOBIECH, CHRISTOPHER C. / RAY, DOUG / CALLAHAN, DEVON S. / HOLLANDER, SAMUEL / SCHOEMMER, DAVE
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.