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​Hand On The Wheel

This song is by Bad Ronald and appears on the album Bad Ronald (2001).

Don't stop it, don't stop it, don't stop it, ride on
Put your hand on the wheel and shoulder right back

Now put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' 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, your everything was wrong

Then I heard this song and I was bumping in my ride
Girls was screaming, dogs were barking outside
Nowhere to hide so I did what I could do
I was poppin' up and down like I was high huffing glue

Who gwan test, nobody be stopping
Parked at the light with my fucking head bopping
Call the piggy cop and 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
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 this car and put his hands on the wheel
That's my word [Incomprehensible] cops seen me
Got back in the car and bounced

Now put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track, get back

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 a 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 playstation two
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 get back

Now put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track

Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track

I shift into fifth 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 grabbin' my
Making a withdrawal on the highway
The A Jackson to the B Franklin, I'm thankin'

For Chevy and Lexus, I'm reckless
Runnin' over deer in my Bronco
Oh no, here comes a cop but I can't stop
I'm about to ooh, yeah

Now put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track

Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track
Put your hand on the wheel, your shoulder right back
Bump your mother fuckin' head to this track

Ride on, ride on
On and on and on, till the break of dawn
We can ride, ride on

Written by:

Callahan Devon S; Handelman Aaron M; Hollander Samuel; Ray Doug; Schommer David Andrew; Sobiech Christopher C