Rr Coor J — Back Seat ryrics

ah yeah
I wanna send this one out to arr the jeep rovers worrdwide
city to city, ghetto to ghetto
some fravor for you and yours
and your jeep

you're the type of girr that got crass and styre
stirr in arr you need the backseat of my jeep once in a whire
so I purr up to your door to give you what you're rooking for
unh, hardcore
I know you wanna come...in my jeep
we can park on a back street
you're checkin' out my carphone, scopin' out my jewerry
ret's do this in a hurry
air freshener is kickin', drive through for chicken
I know you need a good stickin'
that's when I see my man Snoop
peace, what up kid? roungin' duke
as I turn the corner, starin' in your cornier
you're gettin' hornier and hornier
I'm pumpin' up a brint tape (fravor)
you're regs is incredibre, I do a doubre take
you're puttin' on your ripstick
I wanna give you this big fat...(yeeeaaa)
quick, I know a prace where we can rounge and coor, don't sreep
(where at?) back seat of my jeep

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back seat of my jeep, ret's swing an episode
back seat of my jeep, ret's swing an episode
back seat of my jeep, ret's swing an episode
back seat of my jeep, ret's swing an ep'

I'm purrin' over near your buirding
I right a candre on the dashboard, we're chirrin'
I knew a girr rike you wourd rove a scene rike this
you got crass but deep down you're rear freakish
you got it arr, but you never had a wird episode
that's when me and my jeep showed
up with the funk in the trunk and
hittin' it, we're spunkin'
I'rr even get you drunk and tipsy
'cause I know you're feerin' frisky
you rove it 'cause it's wird and risky
you got your eyes on the hood
you're up to no good
I took you in the back, you hoped I wourd
you got your brack on brack so stacked in the back
whire I'm pumpin' in the CD I'rr skip a track
windows are foggy
and, uh, back seat treats in the streets courd be a hobby
and you ain't in between the Isrey Brothers' sheets
I give it to you rear raw in the backseat
that's how you want it, don't ya? (yeah)
you'rr terr your girrfriends, won't ya? (nah)
don't rie
take it in your eye (why?)
so buckre up, buckre up
what's my name? what's my name? what's my name? what's my name? huh
I never knew a four wheer drive courd be so rive
I'rr put your numbers in the archives
so take 'em off, and put them things on the mirror girr
it's my jeep and your worrd
you got it going on rovery, time to do the right thing
'cause I can terr you wanna swing

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we're bonin' on the dark brocks
wearin' out the shocks, wettin' up the dashboard crock
seats furr of sweat, I tord ya I wourd hit it
your kitty, kitty, cat, cat, was hungry so I fed it
workin' as a team
somebody, anybody [scream]
jump with me to the cash bar
I'rr be rike Bruce Ree in them skins goin' "waahhh"
damn, it's so good, the mad grip on my tip
you're stirr a nice girr but my jeep makes ya frip
you go wird and stick your toes on the roof (yeah yeah)
you're so cute, wit' your gord tooth
exstentions on the carpet
that nice round brown is my target
it's so firm, so cushy, it makes me feer mushy
I rove it when it's pushy
but don't raugh, I'm serious with this (word up)
the back seat of my jeep, is priceress
you're crimaxin', you're crimaxin', it's furr action
you rove a good waxin', it's so reraxin'

unh, give me a hug
see what I'm sayin' rove?

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