Warm Brew - In the Car lyrics

[Hook: Ray Wright] I got some sh** that I can play you in the car Met her up at, told her meet me by the bar She ask me where I'm goin' all I know is that it's far Drop a couple joints got her thinkin' I'm a star it's rated R I got some sh** that I can play you in the car At the park BBQin' speakers blaring doors ajar I remember shopping CDs to A&R's Like mane, I got some sh** that I can play you in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Go on and play this in the car cause this sh** hard [Verse 1: Ray Wright] You ain't heard no slow flow this dope hoe since Richie Rich Grew up off Eazy, Snoop, & $hort so she gon' get the dick Playin' sick, watchin' videos when mama dipped Baby Slick Rick - foil round my wrist like this is it, what? [Verse 2: Manu Li] If you ever heard the demo I guarantee you f** wit it We made them sh**s ridin in Ray's bucket whip We play for the homies then play it for a couple chicks We car test it, had to see if it was lit I was in over my head but I'm so happy that I was though I knew I was the man before it was official Pa** me the aux cord let me get a taste You be playin all that weak sh** that everybody hate, damn [Hook: Ray Wright] I got some sh** that I can play you in the car Met her up at, told her meet me by the bar She ask me where I'm goin' all I know is that it's far Drop a couple joints got her thinkin' I'm a star it's rated R I got some sh** that I can play you in the car At the park BBQin' speakers blaring doors ajar I remember shopping CDs to A&R's Like mane, I got some sh** that I can play you in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Go on and play this in the car cause this sh** hard [Verse 3: SERK] Yeah I got the sound that make you drown up in your speakers And man that sh** go boom like onomatopoeia Rattle the windows with tempos and tension s**ual natured Girl got naked I can tell she was projecting paper With the way my rhythm ravage her No your n***as not an amateur, king with a dodger crown Reminiscing whipping round with the top down Up the Cali coast deserve a toast [Verse 4: Ray Wright] Cause we done made it, to see the age of 25 Dodgin' jackaz, bangin' demos in the ride This LA traffic might drive a man to suicide But when you native on these backstreets dippin' then you don't mind And you know I got my n***as with me Some dawgs that get along with kitty We swooped em, not before the Remy Drop some tracks and now they super friendly [Hook: Ray Wright] I got some sh** that I can play you in the car Met her up at, told her meet me by the bar She ask me where I'm goin' all I know is that it's far Drop a couple joints got her thinkin' I'm a star it's rated R I got some sh** that I can play you in the car At the park BBQin' speakers blaring doors ajar I remember shopping CDs to A&R's Like mane, I got some sh** that I can play you in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Yea they gon' play this in the car Go on and play this in the car cause this sh** hard