Song: Cruise Control (Extended Version) Written by: A Ali Intro: A Ali: Hey Lady J: Hey! What you doing? A Ali: I ain’t doing shit…just riding. Want me to come get you? A Ali: Yes! Chorus 1: Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ Yea I got her on Cruise Control. You can ride me all night baby, loose control/ Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ And we can do this shit all night long if/ You’re down…Ayyyee. I’m down…Ayyyee/ Verse 1: She automatic, check the schematics/ We started, from the garage now we’re up in the attic/ Never mind traffic or static, stop lights or status/ Sicker than the average, daddy’s little savage/ Got her living lavish. Welcome to the palace/ A place of no malice…shout out to No Malice/ She been around a block or two but got low mileage/ I got her smoking that gas. Here, take the whole gallon/ And let me square up the tap…knock out the whole balance/ No Heidi, Howie or Simmon but I know talent. Sombody call Khaled/ B’cuz she’s the best, yes I will confess, plus I will invest/ Click the Bill Pay and have the bank send you out a check/ And every time we sex, mashing on the gas, 100 on the dash/ Right before we crash, put ‘em all to rest/ And I don’t need to flex, yeah I keep it wet/ Jacuzzi with the jets, watch her pop it like an Uzi or a tech/ Chorus 2: Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ Yea I got her on Cruise Control. You can ride me all night baby, loose control/ Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ And we can do this shit all night long if/ You’re down…Ayyyee. I’m down…Ayyyee/ Verse 2: Yeah she a hottie. Hot totty, hot body/ Baby got more curves than a Ferrari and Maserati combined/ And ‘bout to drive me out of my mind/ If love’s a crime, then I caught me a fine. She’s in her prime and/ I’m at the top of my game, got her calling my name/ Hit it from the rear then I’ll call in a claim/ I’m her body shop. Her one stop, put her on top and watch her blow/ Just like a shottie cocked, it’s time to go/ So many places to see. It’s the new Bonnie and Clyde/ So we’ll just take what we need/ I’ll take a couple of these along with a couple of those/ In about a couple of years, I’m pulling up in a Rose. Just leave it up to a pro/ And you can get a dose. Meet me at the coast, yeah she getting close/ Every single stroke, make her melt, butter on the toast/ Swimming in her love, should’ve bought a boat/ Threw her ass in 5th gear, and that was all she wrote/ Chorus 3: Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ Yea I got her on Cruise Control. You can ride me all night baby, loose control/ Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ And we can do this shit all night long if/ You’re down…Ayyyee. I’m down…Ayyyee/ Verse 3: The lot’s clear but it don’t stop here/ Yeah she top tier, see the top clear, sex-drive top gear/ It’s been a hot year…she’s my perfect match-box/ Hot Wheels, got her doing cartwheels/ She got skills, rock heels, plus can cook a hot meal/ Top build, got chills, must be how the top feels/ Ride through The Ville, ‘bout to drop that wood/ Feeling on her grill, pop that hood/ Her engine’s revving, call a reverend/ B’cuz I’m in heaven and Lord knows she got that good/ Her transmission...pure ambition/ Play with a damn pistol, no damn issues and wish ya’ll would/ Say something contrary. No R. Petty or Andretti/ But we are ready just call Chevy. She’s top heavy/ Got her all sweaty..hot as the Serengeti/ Gripping that wheel steady..baby you’re too sexy/ Chorus 4: Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ Yea I got her on Cruise Control. You can ride me all night baby..loose control/ Let’s just love and vibe and vibe and love all night/ And we can do this shit all night long if/ You’re down…Ayyyee. I’m down…Ayyyee/