from the songs album Heaven'z Movie
Bizzy:
She's ridin' on the highway, highway, highway.
Cat Cody:
She's ridin' on the highway.
Bizzy:
Tellin' me to be careful.
Cat Cody:
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom.
Bizzy:
Tellin' me to be carful though so dangerous. I say let's change it. Put on
your coat and call up the chauffer. Oh, gotta leave the babies. Face-to-face
it's
goin' down, baby lace it with some basment as [just a little] just a little temptation,
and bury it underground. And make ya nigga feel famous and say "Hey, fuck
the pages." Off
to the freeway--anxious to play. [Damn]
Baby protect my health and yourself and everyone else. And lady respect my
patience from temtpations.
Let off all that frustration, all is well, hell, what are you waitng for?
Basic
relations waitin', wakin' up in the storm.
Bizzy:
Roll with me.
Roll, can't you come over?
Cat Cody:
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover out on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Bizzy:
When I put you in my car...
Cat Cody:
Zoom, zoom.
Bizzy:
...move far. We chose to lose time and, my, why there you are. When I saw
that
night, I had to call. It's gotta be right, it couldn't be wrong. Lookin' in far
fallen and gone, lookin' at the stars, all of them, long. And on the freeway,
baby
believe me, gotta take it easy. Yet appeasin' to please 'em. Oh, Jesus, she's
breathin' on me! But I ain't that weak to put her to sleep, so respectful, respect
your temple, subliminal. Probably pause in the distance, reminisce visual, member
my car.
Bizzy:
Roll with me.
Roll, can't you come over?
Cat Cody:
Have you ever made love, on the freeway, the freeway?
Have you ever met your lover out on the highway? Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Bizzy:
We're peekin' each other's secrets. [Shhh.]
No speakin', just heavy breathin'.
[Why don't you take a ride with me? C'mon.]
Cat Cody:
Friday!
Bizzy:
Friday evenin' clear through the weekend we're peakin' each others secrets.
No speakin', just heavy breathin'. A quarter inch from your cleavage. The reason
you got me.
Teasin--be gentle. Interested sexual in a room to touch you eventual, too
much potential. Lookin' at you sensual. Let you go, roll, have your space,
and I'll be paper chasin' up and down, straight ghetto face.
And have you ever fell in love just as much that you forgot about everyone
just for their touch?
Bizzy:
Roll with me.
Roll, can't you come over?
Cat Cody:
Just for that touch.
Cat Cody:
Roll. Come on and roll with me. Stroll. Come on and stroll with me.
Girl, can't you come over? Stroll with me?
Cat Cody:
Yea, you can. Yea, you can go with me.
Yea, I know you can.
Cat Cody:
C'mon, yea you can.
I know you can.
Just ride with me.
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