In the Car - Warm Brew

I got some shit 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit hard

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?

If you ever heard the demo I guarantee you fuck wit it

We made them shits 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

Pass me the aux cord let me get a taste

You be playin all that weak shit that everybody hate, damn

I got some shit 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit hard

Yeah I got the sound that make you drown up in your speakers

And man that shit go boom like onomatopoeia

Rattle the windows with tempos and tension sexual natured

Girl got naked I can tell she was projecting paper

With the way my rhythm ravage her

No your niggas not an amateur, king with a dodger crown

Reminiscing whipping round with the top down

Up the Cali coast deserve a toast

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 niggas with me

Some dawgs that get along with kitty

We swooped em, not before the Remy

Drop some tracks and now they super friendly

I got some shit 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 shit 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 shit 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 shit hard