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[Hook]
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
[Verse 1]
I just got into a fight with my girlfriend
We had to clean things up, no detergent
We didn’t see eye to eye, so it’s curtains
I don’t think the argument was worth it
Radio’s blasted, I’m on the right lane I’m plastered
She’s sent me a text and it read “you bastard”
You better pray to god I don’t get you back here
She kept calling me so I put it on vibrate
I’m on a highway
Doing 85 you better get out of my way
Cuz my day’s been fucked up in 9 ways
And I don’t even know what the hell I might say
Or do to someone who looks me sideways
Thank god it’s Friday
Tonight I’ma ride alone in my rival music
Combine in a little bit of wine
And cruise it I’m fine

Leave this pain that I’m dwelling
Didn’t see the love hole that I fell in
She killed me tonight, she’s a felon
Should I call her, no, don’t be afraid to go
And leave averted sounds coming from the radio, from the radio, from the radio
Turn the music on
And just loosen up

[Hook]
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
[Verse 2]
I just want to fly away
Come back on a finer day
Maybe I should try today
Jump inside my ride and flee
Let me call my girlfriends up
Let them know I’ll pick ‘em up
We’re going out tonight, get ready we’re going fuck shitup

I rolled through the city like a rock n roll
In my chevy I’m sitting like a prod of gold
Got my girls in the back dropping low
Wave your hands and just sayin “no”
I’m trying to have a good time, good time
Anybody want to ruin it, not a good time
Better check yourself before your wreck self
Disrespect me you better protect yourself
Baby dance, dance
Let me see your hands, hands
Up in the air, like you’re about to air fly
With your air nikes
You don’t care like
I don’t give a, fat no!
Put your drinks up
Let’s cheerus up
Better days with your friends, we’re here huh?
Good times, great times we fearnone
Let’s do it big, let’s do a ton

[Hook]
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2
I’m breezing down the highway
With my cell phone on vibrate
With the radio turned up X2


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