Daniel Steele - Minivan lyrics

Let me tell you what I'm finna do Click the belt, check the mirrors, stick my hands at ten and two I can fit up to ten of you, my ride is like a bus to me I'm living that minivan life, now that's what I call luxury AM/FM stereo, ca**ette deck and a disk drive Golden retrievers the only woofers up in this ride I don't take that ba** route, I make the tweeters shout Otherwise, these Bridge beats would likely blow my speakers out "Yo are we there yet?" Aye, homie, don't trip Every single ride in my ride's like a road trip "But why the AC always gotta be broken?" We'll stop and get a mega gulp so we can take a cold sip So I heard you got your ride pimped on MTV But I guarantee I get better MPG I'm riding with my family sitting next to me You're going 90 with your arm around an empty seat I see you in that tight whip without the extra rows of seat How you supposed to fit all of your kids and all your groceries Yeah, you got it tricked out, cowabunga radical But real gangsters always choose affordable and practical Maybe I'm geeking out a bit, some call me a band nerd Cause I get excited when the cup holders come standard If I see a slug bug, expect a couple of love taps People getting blinded by the shine coming off my hubcaps I'm in the carpool lane when I'm on the road Bumper stickers show my kids made the honor roll Stick figures on the back show my crew roll deep We in the Wild Wild West, straight Kool Moe Dee You can keep your headlights rocking LEDs I keep a diaper bag stocked and a bottle of Febreeze This is how I roll cause I'm living dad life, WHAT! You can keep your Lambo doors my doors slide shut Minivan! My car seats up to nine car seats Minivan! Fire up the jets, load the babies, soccer nets, and pets in my Minivan!