Lyrics
Drop Top
Cruising down the roadway at a steady 45
No pressure on the brain just enjoy being alive
Breeze blends with the beat and the voices of revere
Straight shot to the sky it’s a world classic premiere
295 and 315 on the ride
A subtle growl and that look
Chorus
My drop top is gorgeous
That roar floods the brain like the workers to the queen
650 beneath the hood halos on (low beam)
The color’s rich and the clean lines are sublime
Six strokes on the floor and 100 in (no time)
Heat up the brakes let those four pipes take the pill
Wink at the girl and she smiles
Chorus
Guitar solo
Bridge -numbers, computer voice
(4) Mag wheels check out my ride on the right
(3) Count down for the green and we’ll go
(2) Thunderstorms clash at the light
(1) For the crown
No
Chorus