This song from “Slow Nights. Fast Food.” was specifically made for hitting the road on a summer day.
For a couple years now I wanted to sample one of my favorite YouTube videos for a beat. I think I first saw this thing back in ’06 or ’07 when it was on Break.com, and honestly I love the song as much as the ridiculous subtitles that made it viral. I finally sat down with it while making this album and figured out how I wanted to use it. You’ll noticed the part I sampled is around the 1:36 mark and pops up a few more times.
Other than that I just wanted to make this a feel-good track, so I wrote it from the mindset of picking up a girl and cruisin’ an open Texas road to destinations unknown. Been a while since I’ve been able to do that for real, but I remember what it’s like. lol. It’s also about getting out of town to clear my mind. I love my city but I definitely have moments when I need a breather and some fresh scenery. You know what I mean? Sometimes you need to just hop in and get some place that you don’t even know…
Lyrics:
(Chorus)
Hop in and lets ride, baby, hop in and lets go
Hop in and lets get some place that we don’t even know
Hop in and lets ride, baby, hop in and lets go
Hop in and lets get some place that we don’t even know
Hop in and lets ride, baby, hop in and lets go
Hop in and lets get some place that we don’t even know
Hop in and lets ride, baby, hop in and lets go
Hop in and lets get some place that we don’t even know
(Verse 1)
I’ll grab my keys, lets hit the road // Put 20 o’s in that cup hold
I’m in the Ram, not gold bow // Get smooth on like Rolo
Move so slow, I’m milkin’ time, and watchin’ how you feel my rhymes
Get turned on by this skill of mine, I’ll turn this wheel like a million times
Just to keep our vibe goin’, this wind blowin’, that smile showin’
Gettin’ derailed like Clive Owen // get away from the place it was nice knowin’
Kick back, your feet on dash, just cuttin’ up and I make ya laugh
Gotta grip of cash, full tank of gas, and a pedal on the floor to mash
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Got us jammin’ rap on country lanes // my mind is clearer than that window pane
I can’t complain bout a damn thing and you look sweeter than sugar cane
I could eat you up, that ain’t a bluff // you make life easy when it’s tough
Babygirl I can’t get enough // wish time would stop for the two of us
I like my truck but I love the rider // this console up I’m right beside her
Right arm around her might pull her tighter // sparks are flyin’ without strikin’ lighters
I see some faded sign for some town we’ll hit in nine
You wanna stop? That’s just fine. If not I’ll gladly keep flyin’
(Chorus)