In My Car - Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J

When I’m ridin

I’m high got my drink poured my weed rolled

I creep slow, my bitch on my side and

Wherever that change go this game go

Some talk it they lame tho

The hoes on it, they want it, they say so

Whenever we roll by

So won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car girl

My car match what year it is

It’s hard not to hear the shit

Just know I’m gone no matter what gear I’m in

Eyes closed when I’m steerin

Blowin o’s out the window,

Suede on the floor, doors, plus the ceiling

And I keep it clean,

Hoes wanna get in they gotta wipe their feet

Go over a few things, then I’m a wipe this weed

Don’t want any burn marks sweetheart

So hang it out the window, if you gotta

Fuck up once, I get you outta here

Uhh

I’m talkin loud pipes and rally stripes

So much paper I’m mistaken have to count it twice

Yellow car come out at night

All the hoes be into it

Remote control starter

That bitch runnin when I get to it

Watch your bitches run until they get to it

And girl there’s only one, you ain’t gonna get two of it

So ride with a nigga gettin high, sittin 22 inches fly

When I’m ridin

I’m high got my drink poured my weed rolled

I creep slow, my bitch on my side and

Wherever that change go this game go

Some talk it they lame tho

The hoes on it, they want it, they say so

Whenever we roll by

So won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car girl

I’m smokin on some Taylor shit

Lookin for a festive bitch

Ridin on twenty sixes my pockets never empty

I’m high and always tipsy

Extasy that’s plenty

Model chicks, stripper bitch,

I be fuckin many

Every car I paid cash, I don’t pay no lease fee

But I get my dick sucked, monica lewenski

Ya’ll niggas a toilet bowl, I do all the shitting

Lamborgini, fly doors go on with the

I pop a lot of pills, I pop a lot of seals,

I pop a lot of pussy niggas that are not real

When you see my jewlery game, you gonna get the chills

Inaudible

When I’m ridin

I’m high got my drink poured my weed rolled

I creep slow, my bitch on my side and

Wherever that change go this game go

Some talk it they lame tho

The hoes on it, they want it, they say so

Whenever we roll by

So won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car

Won’t you jump your pretty ass in my car in my car girl