My Porsche
I wanna take you home with me
And f** s** up
Want you to be alone with me
And f** s** up
Hop in the car baby girl im on my way
I pray to god that you ask me to stay
Im cruising down the west side
Doing 95
Need a girl that can chill and match the vibe
You remind me of my porsche
You remind me of my porsche
Girl im in the mood for you
Theres nothing in my whip that we cant do
Everybody stare and im well aware
The windows never tinted i want them to stare
So hop in the car baby girl im on my way
I pray to god that you ask me to stay
Im coming down the west side doing 95
Need a girl that can chill and match the vibe
You remind me of my porsche
You remind me of my porsche
Dont want nobody to touch you
Wanna be the only one that love you
That F*** with you and give you
Everything that you need
Your interior got me on the edge of my seat
Its so hard for me to not speed
Like the attention
Like it when all them say
How the hell he get a girl like that yea
Every time i pull up with you
They feel a way
This s*** feel familiar
You remind me of my porsche
You remind me of my porsche