Ray's Café

[Intro: O.C.] We gonna take it there Ray's Cafe We got the low nice tables outside What I call boogaloo and barbecue Cool and all that with the beers in it yo [Verse 1] I'm about to take you in a zone In a sense of boogaloos and barbecues With my man Ray on the grill Miller time chill out, high times, fly dimes None hard on the eyes The view is like, next to moses My staff is on relax mode Next to swimmin ol' freak, the backstroke [?] burn down vanilla, bust down the dutch in the center Aromas in the air like dinner Fun time, won't allow disturbance by one time Cause everybody know things crack at the sun down Follow me now, twitter, y'all lights is lit up Cars are on ice don't shake em or they might fizz up Pour some more classic, ex-con fashion Reeboks with dickie shorts on, flashy bastard Damn she nasty, but thats a hold that O.C. labyrinth Entertainin the folks I mastered done fucked the fun up Stakes and dogs done up Backyard smokes solidifies the summer Welcome to Ray's Cafe Outdoors the outpours to y'all is Grand Marnier [Verse 2] Welcome to Ray's Cafe, all welcome none selfish Shots at the gate, grey goose and welch's Good sins allowed, bosoms flourish Bones get buried in the dirt Everyones acknowledged Vanilla skies showin no signs of downpour Out of state fam is why they came to town for The way things poppin, you'd think its July fourth Each days a holiday, we keepin it fly goin, not time for drama This ain't the place to set it off Dice get the guns lettin off Grown folks relax like adults suppose to You amped up? then listen to the sound of my vocals O sizzle spit it til my soul on critical Til i'm in hospice, til then watch this Bacardi, Coco, Sambuca no joke 99 bananas, tight liquor and snow cone Welcome To Ray's Cafe