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Don't back up, don't back up Don't back up, don't back up Don't back up, don't back up My ambitions got me gassed up I got the pack so I ain't passin' none So independent, I don't ask for nothin' They wanna see me act up My intuition on a hunnid, yeah I know where I'm going (Yeah), they can feel me coming from the jump/ground Crossing state lines in like no time And I'm still high from last night Thought I needed a co-pilot to get mileage I'm getting mine or die trying (Ooh) I don't need no tour guide (Ooh) Boy, I'm in your city, slide right now (Ooh) No shotgun on my right side (Ooh) You could drive by, check the car out (Ooh, ooh) And don't forget the roof, I got stars now (Yeah, ooh) Rock, rockin' in the booth, going hard, woah (Yeah-yeah, yeah) I really thought I needed you 'til I found out I'm the truth, vroom-vroom I'm learning new street names Letras de cancionesAnd highways, and lane changes Driveways, and overpasses Glad I got over all the gymnastics Over exerting, Lord knows that that hurt I refuse to move backwards So it's you the passenger, gotta go Won't let you get me off track, Jack, hit the road Don't you come back, no more, no more, no more (Ooh) I don't need no tour guide (Ooh, don't need no tour) Boy, I'm in your city, slide right now (Ooh, right now) No shotgun on my right side (Ooh, on my right side) You could drive by, check the car out (Ooh, ooh) And don't forget the roof, I got stars now (Ooh, I got stars) Rock, rockin' in the booth, going hard, woah (I'm going hard) I really thought I needed you 'til I found out (Ooh, found out) I'm the truth, vroom-vroom Revvin', revvin' Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom I'm the truth (Revvin', revvin'), vroom-vroom Revvin', revvin' Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom Revvin', revvin' Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom I'm the truth (Revvin', revvin'), vroom-vroom I don't need no, no shotgun, no shotgun I don't need no, no shotgun, no shotgun I don't need no, no shotgun, no shotgun I don't need no, no shotgun, no shotgun All my bitches ride if you fly, if you fly, yeah All my bitches ride, yeah (Yeah, oh-oh) Deep, we pulling up (Yeah, oh-oh) Flex your stamina (Yeah, oh-oh) Yeah, they can't keep up (Yeah, oh-oh) Beep-beep, back it up (Oh-oh) Yeah, yeah All my bitches ride, if you fly, got the drive, yeah All my bitches ride, yeah (Oh-oh) Tell him he ain't man enough (Oh-oh) Let 'em hate, so what? (Woah, oh-oh) You got your standards up Never gave a fuck From Letras Mania