King Tee - BACK SEAT Lyrics

You do a whole lot of this, this
A whole lot of talking
Take it to the back
And you show me if you're walking
I can be a dog if I bite then you're barking
Don't be scared, it's dark and we're parking
Damn little ma, let's go and make a movie
Let's keep it simple, only if you're juicy
I can be the beast only if you be the beauty
I can be the star and you can be the coochie
Beep, beep, beep, beep bitch
I'm still a freak, yeah
Kick that in neutral
Packing thick meat, yeah
Where it slips, it's incidental
Got a cramp, that's accidental
Bent over the headrest
Taking off your headdress
I'm fucking with you cause ooo you give me head best
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Slide over them panties (ah)
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Oh the best things happen in the back seat
I drive an automatic
Hips be semiautomatic
My car be kind small
Yeah, that could be problematic
Not to be quite dramatic
But I'm becoming an addict
I'd rather fuck your basement
But I'm dusting out your attic
Yeah I'm speeding past the red light
While you give my head right
Your tongue is like the maps
Coming to a turn head right
Ain't gotta strap it on
Cause I keep a strap right on
Other than me Tee, ain't no other wrapper on
Ha, baby imma stick you in the fifth gear
Leaving you stretched, yeah you know that the D was here
You're pointing to your pussy, saying to me put your dick in here
Tatted on your lips so know that the Tee was here
Where it slips, it's incidental
Got a cramp, that's accidental
Bent over the headrest
Taking off your headdress
I'm fucking with you cause ooo you give me head best
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Slide over them panties (ah)
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Oh the best things happen in the back seat
Mmm damn, I got the munchies
Lemme bury that cat sweeter than a Crunchie
I'm a slick fiend, and you looking hella crunchy
Let me tie your hair up, fist be the scrunchie
Can you take four dicks
Baby take more dicks
Lemme call my boys up
I heard you're a whore chick
Two in the front and two in the back
Your black so pink, but how you like that
Baby in the back seat the fun gets better
When I hit it from the back, yeah the ooo gets wetter
I ain't do Jack but I like shipwreck
Rose up, steamy windows, hand, Titanic
Baby said fuck the seatbelt, let's hide from the cops
You know a safe spot? Cause I know lots
Damn you freaky, who woulda thought
Damn you freaky, whole lotta thot
Headlock like a DDT
Like em Wilson like Torrie
I'm in this house like I'm Corey
I'm finding raw fish like Dory
I said the whorey the whorey
Ain't nothing I do is boring
Because I'm fucking these bitches
But they not my son like Maury
Or, Or was it the Billie Jean
I forget, fucking silly me
Not my son, are you kidding me
Not childish it's the kid in me
Got my drive hard, you're hacking me
Do this just to get back at me
Oh that powerful pussy
Oh it feels like you're attacking me
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Slide over them panties (ah)
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Oh the best things happen in the back seat

You do a whole lot of this, this
A whole lot of talking
Take it to the back
And you show me if you're walking
I can be a dog if I bite then you're barking
Don't be scared, it's dark and we're parking
Damn little ma, let's go and make a movie
Let's keep it simple, only if you're juicy
I can be the beast only if you be the beauty
I can be the star and you can be the coochie
Beep, beep, beep, beep bitch
I'm still a freak, yeah
Kick that in neutral
Packing thick meat, yeah
Where it slips, it's incidental
Got a cramp, that's accidental
Bent over the headrest
Taking off your headdress
I'm fucking with you cause ooo you give me head best
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Slide over them panties (ah)
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Oh the best things happen in the back seat
I drive an automatic
Hips be semiautomatic
My car be kind small
Yeah, that could be problematic
Not to be quite dramatic
But I'm becoming an addict
I'd rather fuck your basement
But I'm dusting out your attic
Yeah I'm speeding past the red light
While you give my head right
Your tongue is like the maps
Coming to a turn head right
Ain't gotta strap it on
Cause I keep a strap right on
Other than me Tee, ain't no other wrapper on
Ha, baby imma stick you in the fifth gear
Leaving you stretched, yeah you know that the D was here
You're pointing to your pussy, saying to me put your dick in here
Tatted on your lips so know that the Tee was here
Where it slips, it's incidental
Got a cramp, that's accidental
Bent over the headrest
Taking off your headdress
I'm fucking with you cause ooo you give me head best
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Slide over them panties (ah)
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Oh the best things happen in the back seat
Mmm damn, I got the munchies
Lemme bury that cat sweeter than a Crunchie
I'm a slick fiend, and you looking hella crunchy
Let me tie your hair up, fist be the scrunchie
Can you take four dicks
Baby take more dicks
Lemme call my boys up
I heard you're a whore chick
Two in the front and two in the back
Your black so pink, but how you like that
Baby in the back seat the fun gets better
When I hit it from the back, yeah the ooo gets wetter
I ain't do Jack but I like shipwreck
Rose up, steamy windows, hand, Titanic
Baby said fuck the seatbelt, let's hide from the cops
You know a safe spot? Cause I know lots
Damn you freaky, who woulda thought
Damn you freaky, whole lotta thot
Headlock like a DDT
Like em Wilson like Torrie
I'm in this house like I'm Corey
I'm finding raw fish like Dory
I said the whorey the whorey
Ain't nothing I do is boring
Because I'm fucking these bitches
But they not my son like Maury
Or, Or was it the Billie Jean
I forget, fucking silly me
Not my son, are you kidding me
Not childish it's the kid in me
Got my drive hard, you're hacking me
Do this just to get back at me
Oh that powerful pussy
Oh it feels like you're attacking me
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Slide over them panties (ah)
Let's go to the back seat (ah)
Let's keep it nasty (ah)
Ain't nothing fancy (ah)
Oh the best things happen in the back seat