[Chorus] You know I'm rolling with the FREEEEEEEWAY My boy don't take no slack Rollin down the FREEEEEEEWAY Were tryin to SEEEEEEE what we can SEEEEEEE
fire, we roll, we roll higher, we ride, we ride flyer then you, we ride, we ride X2 You see we ride, we go, and we, rock, we roll And we pop lock and
where the blacktop ends I'm lookin' down the barrel of Friday night And ridin' on a river of freeway lights A goodbye city I'm country bound 'Til Monday rolls
mine With this mirror by the cord, no G by the zip My old lady by my side and my chrome on my hip We hit the freeway, flyin' twenty-one in the front
many dancin' diamonds with a beat Each of them are home with walls of stories they could tell Meet the crack of dawn, a freeway starts to roll An owl
club, oh shit, you got me fiendin' Body talkin' shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance Doin' eighty on the freeway
with 2 Uzi's and four clips Ready for whatever if we went down We went down together, we met him in his complex Niggas were hanging out, You ready to roll
no I know what you mean and I can feel that but ay Ridin' to the music, this is how we do it all night Breezin' down the freeway just me and my baby
trunk From tenth ave, to a hundred and fifth Young players ride the foothill strip They ride chevys, cougars, blazers, vettes Five 60 benzos with ferrari kits They love fine ass bitches, rolex watch Top let down
they have that funk in they trunk, put this in your deck and see if you can make them speakers (humm ...) Chorus: Thrill Da Playa So let's head down
go, go, go We goin' ridin' on the freeway of love Wind's against our back We goin' ridin' on the freeway of love In my pink Cadillac We goin' ridin' on the freeway
[Royce Da 5'9"] I got a phone call Six in the morning, anonymous, that said "Yeah nigga, we got him" and then they hung up Then I looked down at my iPhone
horses, My babi gurls get the pink Porsches. Dookie Jims and theyre all gorgeous. Came to'em had a mean fortress, A french maid blowin me down like Farah
'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do [Freeway] Free hold east coast whole, boxing the Philly down Down to Dela', when
club, oh shit you got me fiendin Body talkin shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance Doin eighty on the freeway
up with Nate he said I think it's worth a grand He smiled then he cringled then he shook my hand The deal is goin' down I need the money so I'm giddy
-men, and Counts And everybody with clown love even sets I never heard of Roll into town and out with the big top Four cards down, and two more still
