(Verse) We was ridin down the highway, stuntin get a fly way I was 2:30 AM, I think it was a fly day With a bad chick and we listenin to Shadey Leaped over and aksed er: are we going back to my place? She said daddy nah, we gon do this thing my way Told me to pull over then she start to give me Bombay Shorty deepthroatin, man I swear I felt her tonsils Ass on the dashboard, I’m grippin on the carbo Then we hit the backseat, lil mama she attack me Workin up a sweat, you could’ve swore we were some athletes Fogging up the windows like a n***a hotboxin We got limited space but she still got that p**y poppin Up and down, nailing er, we got the car rocking Beat it out the frame and hear er moaning out in scotly Scratching on my back that mean baby she really love to stroke sponsored links f**in like I’m fresh out er V, flashin the radio (Chorus x2) She wanna do it in the car Said she never did it with a star And we can do it in the Bentley, Benz or the Beemer Best to let her judge, on the backseat wit er (Verse) Escalade, Bentley coupe, No matter what the car when I’m into you Give it to you good what I’m tryna do Backseat, no hotel room Got a closet frame like a Chevrolet car I’m built up just like a Ford Behind the tints, on the doors Ho DP ‘cause she like it raw I’m a automatic n***a with a s** drive But she love stick when she ride Get in and out like a G ride She love a real n***a just like I I do it big, I stretch er out Maybach, go Diddy on er twap Like that p**y good, I ate that, I ate that (Interlude) She love that I’m a rider n***a She get on top and ride a n***a And we ain’t gotta go far ‘Cause she love it when we in the car She love that I’m a rider n***a She get on top and ride a n***a And we ain’t gotta go far ‘Cause she love it, we knockin that twat up in the car (Chorus x2) She wanna do it in the car Said she never did it with a star And we can do it in the Bentley, Benz or the Beemer Best to let her judge, on the backseat wit er