this analogy is getting way outa control, so here's a new 1
apathy drive it like i stole it
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I know it turns you on when I bury the needle
Got your hands on your face, and you're scared to peek through
That speed does something to your body that excites you
The NOS gets you off, the nitrous ignites you
There's lights in my rear view, and streets I steer through
With woofers up so loud, what, I can't hear you
Lets skip the chit chat, shut up and sit back
I'm a teach you how to drive stick, now grip that
Amateurs hit the door, can't get it if you slow
Why I need a chick who can't handle it like a pro
Workin those curves that can flip my whip
Grip them hips like my tires grip the strip
You hear my speakers pump, makin you scream when I beat it up
I got your engine revin just to heat it up
Hit it fast till whiplash affects your neck
This ain't bout racin it's all bout um um
I know you want to hold it, but its hard to control it
I drive it like I stole it, drive it I stole it
I push it till I roll it, and somebody gotta tow it
I drive it like I stole it, drive it I stole it