I take a deep grip

Hand on the throttle, a sweet little mama on my hips

Keep your eyes on the coast, yeah, you don't wanna miss it

I smell the ocean breeze, and I taste it on my lips

Out in the Florida heat, and I know that you'd feel this, feel this

It sounds odd, but I think that maybe I

Am hearing voices as the trees go whizzing by

And it sure sounds like the open road is

Telling me I should find a home by the coast, and

Spend all my money on fine wine, and cigars, on

Hot women at bars, and some watches and cars

Without a probable cause

I dream big, it's a habit of mine

I wanna be rich before I hit 29, and blow it all in one night

Can't stop me now

Can't stop me no-o-ow

Can't stop me now, now, now, now

It sounds odd, but I think that maybe I

Am hearing voices as the trees go whizzing by

And it sure sounds like the open road is

Telling me I should find a home by the coast, and

Spend all my money on fine wine, and cigars, and

Hot women at bars, and some watches and cars

Without a probable cause

I wanna score an Instagram hottie with that Coke bottle body

She be holding down shotty while I drive my Bugatti

Gonna get a jet, and we'll fly from L.A. to Dubai

We'll dive out in the sky with just no good reason why

That we'll make love in the air 'cause, just, who cares?

I'm gonna get a yacht, and a jet ski, ride it with someone sexy

Find a vintage old Chevy, paint it red like a cherry

Park it inside my mansion with that stereo blasting

While my girls are all dancing, and I'm up late just laughing

It sounds odd, but I think that maybe I

Am hearing voices as the trees go whizzing by

And it sure sounds like the open road is

Telling me I should find a home by the coast, and

Spend all my money on fine wine, and cigars, and

Hot women at bars, and some watches and cars

Without a probable cause

I dream big, it's a habit of mine

I wanna be rich before I hit 29, and blow it all in one night