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Artist/Band: 
Bad Ronald 
Lyrics for Song: Hand On The Wheel 
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Bad Ronald
  
               
  35607>Put your hand on the wheel
  Shoulder right back
  And bump your motherfuckin' head to this track
  Put your hand on the wheel
  Shoulder right back
  And bop your motherfuckin' head to this track
 
 
  I don't know how to act, when the beat comes on
  I be the A Double Dog son, say word is bond
  Word is bond. Your monkey ass getting torn
  Seem like nothing ever right, everything was wrong
  Then I heard this song, I was bumping in my ride
  Girls was screamin, dogs were barking outside
  Nowhere to hide, so I did what I could do
  Started jumping up and down, like I was huffing glue
  Plus who gwan test, nobody be stopping
  Parked at the light, with my fucking head bopping
  Call the piggy cop and on my window they was knocking
  Tried to put down the brew, while the doors I was locking
  Stashing a pound of herb in my sock
  And felt like Christmas time and I was stuffing a stocking
  Grabbed on my cock and stashed away the steel
  Wiped the smile off my face, gotta keep an even keel
  The pork heard the joint, right away knew the deal
  Got the fuck back in the car, and put his hands on the wheel
  That's my word son, the cops seen me, got back in the car, and bounced
 
 
  Now put your hands on the wheel 'cause we takin' a ride
  Got big plans for the night, now we all get high
  Put my seatbelt on my belly I'm a little bit drunk
  Got open liquor, weed and pills stashed in the trunk
  Soon as I turn the key I'm a moving violation
  Lookin' for relation or something to put my face in
  Got plenty of time I take the long way home
  It's me and two drunk bitches puffin' a bone
  And I'm on vacation too, tryna vacate your crew
  And I might take your loot, playing Play Station 2
  Draw deep seeded fiction, complete weed addiction
  No pot to piss in put my dick in where it fits in
  My eyes itch from hybrids and I might kiss this white bitch
  But I'm lost up in the parking lot and I don't know where my ride is
 
 
  I shift into 5th and I grab her knee
  Sex while I drive is the strategy
  Then she goes to unzip my fly and I let her
  I'm driving faster, I'm feeling better, I get her
  To put her mouth on my money. It's funny,
  I just called my penis my money
  And this chick is making a withdrawal on the highway
  The A. Jackson to the B. Franklin I'm thankin'
  For Chevy and Lexus, I'm reckless. Running over deer in my Bronco
  Oh no- here comes a cop but I can't stop I'm about to ohhhhhh! Yea!!
  Put your hand on the wheel 
  Shoulder right back
  And bop your motherfuckin' head to this track
  Put your hand on the wheel
  Shoulder right back
  And bop your motherfuckin' head to this track
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| Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Bad Ronald | 
 
   Bad Ronald 
"Other Songs - Bad Ronald"
 
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