Drive It Like I Stole It - Apathy

I know it turns you on when I bury the needle

Got your hands on your face, and you’re scared to peek through

But 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 do', 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

I give gas to the ass and spin it around

And the centrifugal force is pinnin you down

A lot of these broads are brainless, barely an acquaintance

Who’ll probably give me brains if I pull up in a vanquish

Advanced and tricked out when I pull the whip out my garage

She’s like oh my gosh and flipped out

Gettin' out calm, activate the alarm

Pimped out, incognito, and tinted out

A superstar in the car, people tryin to figure out

Got you in the back seat, make it rock, two shocks squeak

We’ll freak in the parking lot, spot two cops creep

If you wanna ride, I wanna know how it feel inside

Rotate the bass so you feel it side to side

Shift into fifth, so she quickly reached down

She needs more speed now