(Verse)
We was ridin down the highway, stuntin get a fly way
I was 2:30 AM, I think it was a fly day
With a bad chick and we listenin to Shadey
Leaped over and aksed er: are we going back to my place?
She said daddy nah, we gon do this thing my way
Told me to pull over then she start to give me Bombay
Shorty deepthroatin, man I swear I felt her tonsils
Ass on the dashboard, I’m grippin on the carbo
Then we hit the backseat, lil mama she attack me
Workin up a sweat, you could’ve swore we were some athletes
Fogging up the windows like a n***a hotboxin
We got limited space but she still got that p**y poppin
Up and down, nailing er, we got the car rocking
Beat it out the frame and hear er moaning out in scotly
Scratching on my back that mean baby she really love to stroke
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f**in like I’m fresh out er V, flashin the radio
(Chorus x2)
She wanna do it in the car
Said she never did it with a star
And we can do it in the Bentley, Benz or the Beemer
Best to let her judge, on the backseat wit er
(Verse)
Escalade, Bentley coupe,
No matter what the car when I’m into you
Give it to you good what I’m tryna do
Backseat, no hotel room
Got a closet frame like a Chevrolet car
I’m built up just like a Ford
Behind the tints, on the doors
Ho DP ‘cause she like it raw
I’m a automatic n***a with a s** drive
But she love stick when she ride
Get in and out like a G ride
She love a real n***a just like I
I do it big, I stretch er out
Maybach, go Diddy on er twap
Like that p**y good,
I ate that, I ate that
(Interlude)
She love that I’m a rider n***a
She get on top and ride a n***a
And we ain’t gotta go far
‘Cause she love it when we in the car
She love that I’m a rider n***a
She get on top and ride a n***a
And we ain’t gotta go far
‘Cause she love it, we knockin that twat up in the car
(Chorus x2)
She wanna do it in the car
Said she never did it with a star
And we can do it in the Bentley, Benz or the Beemer
Best to let her judge, on the backseat wit er