In My Car Lyrics - Food For Thought - Young Rome

Hey, [Incomprehensible] 

So girl, so sexy 

Man, I pull up to the lot with my system crankin' 

Niggas, posted up just smokin' and drinkin' 

Ghetto queens wearing Apple Bottom jeans 

Some of the phatest asses that I ever seen 

She working with a machine, shawty got a whole team 

Pulling up in a Hummer Limousine 

Nichole, La Shawn, Aisha, Keisha, Refeka 

Precious nice to meet cha 

Your bodys stupid in LDs classin' 

It's fly and its night time and you wearing sunglasses 

Now let me see your eyes girl, damn, they hazel 

Now, let's take a ride, girl 

Tell your homies, we'll be right back 

Damn, you just wanna up and leave like dat? 

I just wanna get to know you, ma 

I got a few things I wanna show ya, ma 

In my car, dont look to hard 

'Cause my jewels might blind you, girl 

Kick back Im caressing on your thighs 

Thats right in my car 

It's so many things I wanna do to you 

Stop fronting you know, you want me too 

Ya know, ya do in my car 

We can hug, we can kiss, we can touch or crush 

Forget about the club, I hope you not in a rush 

You make a nigga wanna sing grind me again 

Telling me how you was an IMX fan 

Your body language is hypnotizing 

Jeans so tight, how you get those thighs in? 

Ankle bracelet and you got your tongue pierced 

You got a sexy voice, damn, you so fierce 

Your heads stroking my leather interior 

On the real, Id love to be into ya 

I mean literally 'cause visually you killin' dem be 

And I know you feeling me 

Like a blind man fingers to braille 

Whatever goes down between us I won't tell 

Itll be our little secret on the low 

We can get on some freak shit 

In my car, dont look to hard 

'Cause my jewels might blind you girl 

Kick back I m caressing on your thighs 

Thats right in my car 

It's so many things I wanna do to you 

Stop front but you know, you want me too 

On the low we can get on some freak shit in my car