Travis Porter - Fucked in a Car lyrics

You got your legs on the dashboard
Ya hand on the gas
You're grippin' on the seat belt
My hand on your ass, we breathin' real hard
So we gon fog up the glass
If I start the engine up man I bet we go fast
Now take off
And I ain't never fcked in the car
Baby can you tell me have
You fcked in the car
I got my keys baby we can fck in the car
If I start the engine up girl I bet we go far
Now take off

Get the rubber on, lets do it
She said strap you stupid
I said with or without music
It's on you let's just get to it
Round and round we go gettin' up in side her
It be like we on the stove
Bad btch tho, getting head as I drove
She stupid with her throat I'm
Stupid when I pose lock the door
Lets go But keep this on the low
You say you can't breathe
Well baby breathe slow like
(Huh huh) slow down then
It's gettin' soft, go down then
I don't know then baby move down in
Or can you go to round ten
Now that's what I call a
Great fck I caught mine
You caught yours We in the safe spot

You got your legs on the dashboard
Ya hand on the gas
You're grippin' on the seat belt
My hand on your ass, we breathin' real hard
So we gonna fog up the glass
If I start the engine up man I bet we go fast
Now take off
And I ain't never fcked in the car
Baby can you tell me have
You fcked in the car
I got my keys baby we can fck in the car
If I start the engine up girl I bet we go far
Now take off

Well who's in your house
She say her mother's home
Well let's chill in the car
Let's turn a movie on
She say what's on your mind
You know what I'm thinkin' girl
Let's get in the back seat
And let's get naked girl
Well I ain't say it like that
You know how can be
You know I had to start talkin'
Bout all the freaky shit (for real)
We started kissin' and shit
Started and touchin' and shit
Started undressin' this shit
And now I'm fckin' this chick
The windows foggin' up
Her voice is gettin' loud
The car's startin' to rock
She gettin' a beat down
The neighbors startin' to look
They see me screwin' her
She say don't stop because Ali
Now how to do her!

You got your legs on the dashboard
Ya hand on the gas
You're grippin' on the seat belt
My hand on your ass, we breathin' real hard
So we gon fog up the glass
If I start the engine up man I bet we go fast
Now take off
And I ain't never fcked in the car
Baby can you tell me have
You fcked in the car
I got my keys baby we can fck in the car
If I start the engine up girl I bet we go far
Now take off

I got my keys let's go
Babygirl I lock the doors lets go
And then she said it
Somethin' that I never did before
A put it on me know kinda ho, I know
Her legs on the dashboard
Her back on the seat
Now she growlin' at a ngga, like she actin' a
And I turned my music up
And then I turned up the heat
And it's gonna be a bumpy ride
So just fasten your seat
It's hot as hell in this btch
After this ridin', that it's I'm
Tired as shit, , i mean pissed
One more round baby that's it
From the back seat to the front
Baby ain't that what you want
I hit that ass like this butt
And then she pass me a blunt

You got your legs on the dashboard
Ya hand on the gas
You're grippin' on the seat belt
My hand on your ass, we breathin' real hard
So we gon fog up the glass
If I start the engine up man I bet we go fast
Now take off
And I ain't never fcked in the car
Baby can you tell me have
You fcked in the car
I got my keys baby we can fck in the car
If I start the engine up girl I bet we go far
Now take off