Young Rome Lyrics

Album: Food For Thought

In My Car Lyrics

[Rome 1:]

 Man I pull up to the lot with my system crankin

 Niggas posted up just smoking and drinkin

 Ghetto queens wearing Apple Bottom jeans

 Some of the phat asses that I ever seen

 She working with a machine

 Shawty got a whole team pulling up in a hummer limousine

 Nichole, LaShawn, Aisha, Keisha, Refeka, Precious nice to meet cha

 Your body’s stupid in LD’s classin

 Its fly and its night time and you wearing sunglasses

 Now let me see your eyes girl

 Damn they hazel

 Now lets take a ride girl

 Tell your homies well be right back

 Damn you just wanna up and leave like dat?

 I just wanna get to know ma

 I got a few things I wanna show ya ma

 In my car

 

 [Chorus:]

 In my car

 Don’t look to hard cause my jewels might blind you girl (hmm hmm mmm)

 Kick back I ’m caressing on your thighs, that’s right

 In my car 

 Its so many things I wanna do to you (hmm hmm mmm)

 Stop fronting you kno you want me too

 Ya know ya do

 In my car

 

 [Rome 2:]

 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, I’d love to be into ya

 I mean literally

 Cause visually

 You killin dem Be

 And I know you feeling me

 Work a blind man fingers to brail

 Whatever goes down between us I wont tell

 It’ll be our little secret

 On the low we can get on some freak shit

 In my car

 

 [Chorus:]

 In my car

 Don’t look to hard cause my jewels might blind you girl (hmm hmm mmm)

 Kick back I ’m caressing on your thighs 

 In my car 

 Its so many things I wanna do to you (hmm hmm mmm)

 Stop fronting you kno you want me too

 Ya know ya do

 In my car