Miley Cyrus - 4x4 lyrics

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Miley Cyrus - 4x4 lyrics

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? Banged 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 The police wanna get him and put him in jail I'm a do whatever to get him his bail Hooked on donuts and p**y tails I'm in that pa**enger 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 pit bull in heat Someone's coming so we head for the streets I'm in that pa**enger 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 lie to L His big fog lights is bright as hell Calls it off, starts to yell He hits the gas so I grab the rail [Nelly:] Are you sure you wanna ride with me? If you scared don't lie to me I'm a crazy motherf**er from the Midwest With a Mississippi flow and an arch rest And a four by four with the alter steps And doing donuts underneath the old chest I need a chick on time, don't mind being early Think I ride or I die down to 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 n***a, raise her hand for a n***a I solemnly swear he was with me all day To the judge, he the one I love Hell they can't tell, she don't even budge Round and round we go Don't stop 'til I tell you so [Miley Cyrus:] I'm in that pa**enger 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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