Next to You (Tracy Trapman)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Early in the morning you've got shit to do
Oh yeah
Got work from city to city
Ahhh yeah
Say I stay on your mind every time I'm away from you
Ohh-uh-ohh
So you like "yo are tryna ride with me?"
Yeah yeah
It's the weekend (shi)
Never worry about a thing when I'm with you
Few stops baby in it (aye)
Make love in between all the weight you move
I'm gonna be next to you
Right here
In the passenger seat
I'm gonna be next to you
Right here
In the passenger seat
Friends they say I'm crazy, I ain't bulletproof
Oh no
And sing for all your riches
Uhh huh
Racks on top of racks, my baby got shit to prove
Oh yeah
We're just young and restless
Yeah that's right, it's the weekend so
Never worry about a thing when I'm with you
Few stops baby in it (aye)
Make love in between all the weight you move
I'm gonna be next to you
Right here
In the passenger seat
I'm gonna be next to you
Right here
In the passenger seat
You grab my hand, and pull me closer
We riding out, straight to Atlanta
I pour a drink, cup in the holder
I smell the loud, you tell me roll up
Ouuuuu
Me and my baby
Ouuuuu
I'm gonna be next to you
Right here
In the passenger seat
And I'm gonna be next to you
Right here
In the passenger seat