Emi Blackwood Music Inc. - Dream Car (Do You Wanna Ride?) lyrics

(Boo) Aye yo come on (Hispanic Chick) Ayy papi [Speaking Spanish and Moaning] Gotta get this money Playa-haters lookin' at me funny (n***a don't want no trouble) Know why? (Cause b**hes don't want no trouble) (Boo) She read it for me, post-ed it for me Through on the brand new red ??? for me Anything less than 10 karats is really on me You out do me wit b**hes? Really homey? Six-o-o V one-two One through b**hes when I come through This is what it's come to? Boo outdone you so drop them thongs You know you only really like me cause I drop them songs That's why I gun 'em like that, gun in these b**hes Chosen dog, I don't come to these b**hes They after sumthin' you know, it be riches 10 months later she got baby pictures Talkin' bout, "I tried to call. You never flee me." Talkin' bout, "I was at the show. You ain't see me." "No wasn't lookin'. Lot of hoes there The show in NY, it's a lot of shows there." Come On (Chorus) Pharrell Williams of N.E.R.D Do you wanna ride inside my car? bu*ter leather seats with the VCR Panoramic view so you can see the stars (Hot Hot) is my only charge (Hot Hot) is my only charge (Hot Hot) is my only charge No tellin' where we'll go. Girl we'll go far but (Hot Hot) is my only charge (Mr. Man) You wanna ride? Come on then, lay back and watch TV It's dark, keep it in park and can't nobody see me Tint no see-through. Chick you know how we do I lean like a thug, you hit me while my co*k diesel Eyes to the sky. Gettin' topped wit no top It's 9:45 the movie start at 10 'o clock We gettin' it in, inside the parkin' lot It's like this, f** the AC blowin' let's make it hot We can't stop, won't stop, our pants drop Eventhough it's 10:35 we won't stop The only thing I really got in this world is my shot Get it all up in ya stomach consider yaself knocked (Hey baby.) I treat hoes like clothes everyday it's something new Mr. don't trick so they call me a When I was dead broke the hoes payed no mind But now that I'm paid the hoes don't mind what (Chorus) (Hispanic Chick) and [Pharrell] (Keys Please.) [I'll take the back baby you can drive.] (Keys Please.) [Slow down. Don't speed we in a 65.] (Keys Please.) [To Orgasm Street is what the Navi read.] (Keys Please.) [Plus I got a air bag and it's designed for head.] Faster Faster. Come On x4 Hispanic Chick Speaking Spanish and moanin' The way you drive baby can't nobody match you Givin' me head 'til I f**in' blow a gasket The way you drive baby can't nobody match you Givin' me head 'til I f**in' blow a gasket I love my car Beat until fadeout....