In My Trunk
DJ Envy Lyrics


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Yeah

Look
When you tell me pull up, I'm there
You know I'm real, that's real
So don't have me waitin' too long, yeah
Now we sittin' in my car
'Bout to take my shot like I'm sittin' at the bar
Shorty wanna smoke so we lit one in the car
Now we layin' in the cut like hit men in the car
Ass so fat, it barely fit into the car
I'm lookin' at them lips while she hittin' the cigar
Tryna play cool but it's gettin' kinda hard
Nah, deadass though, it's gettin' kinda hard
She like, "Yeah, okay, all your shit been up to par
But just 'cause you want cookie don't mean you gettin' in the jar" (whoa)
I told her trust her gut then I hit her with a bar
If you don't trust the driver, stop gettin' in the car
She said I'm not a bird, didn't say you are
I'm just making wishes while we sittin' under stars
Only baddies in the Wraith sittin' with the R's (skrrt)
Besides, I hate birds, always shittin' on my car (skrrt)
You puttin' up a fight but I didn't come to spar (I know)
I'm not them fuckboys tryna hit you up tomorrow
To keep it real, I'm just tryna dead that
Show me what you think, let me see where your head's at, baby girl

When you hit me up, I'm there
You know I'm real, that's rare
I won't have you waitin' too long, nah, nah, nah
You know how to pull me up when I'm down
And that's why I'm still around
I won't have you waitin' too long

Now I'm just sittin' in my car, waitin' for you
Now I'm just sittin' in my car, waitin' for you
Nah, nah, nah, nah

And if I ever disrespected you
Apologies, I just can be a little skeptical
I never mean to be OD and I be stressed with you
I just be tryna OD when I have sex with you
I hope you don't go tellin' everybody 'bout it
I ain't afraid, I just don't wanna be around it
Yeah, I was raised up where they love to man down shit
Hit 'em up and then his body never found
My Louis belt connected to my pistol
My pistol connected to my hipbone
My hipbone connected to my you know
And you know, yeah, you know everybody I know
And now I wanna change locations
I don't wanna feel so basic lately
I been whippin' two doors, baby
I don't wanna use my spaceship, but baby

When you hit me up, I'm there
You know I'm real, that's rare
I won't have you waitin' too long, nah, nah, nah
You know how to pull me up when I'm down
And that's why I'm still around
I won't have you waitin' too long

Now I'm just sittin' in my car, waitin' for you
Now I'm just sittin' in my car, waitin' for you
Nah, nah, nah, nah

Nah, nah, nah, nah




Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah

Overall Meaning

In DJ Envy’s “Sittin In My Car,” the singer is responding to a woman who has asked him to come over. The singer assures her that he is reliable, and he won’t keep her waiting too long. The two of them are now sitting in his car, which the woman has noted is too small to accommodate her large posterior. She asks if he is expecting anything physical as a result of this encounter, and he tells her that he is merely trying to get to know her better. He maintains that his motives are genuine, and he is not like the typical men who would try to hit her up the next day.


As their conversation progresses, the singer reveals that he has had trust issues in the past, but he wants to be more open with this woman. He hopes that she won't share their intimate moments with others. The singer admits that he is trying to break out of his routine of only going to certain places and attempting to live a more exciting life. As the song ends, the singer repeats the refrain that he won't keep her waiting too long, indicating that there may be future encounters between them.


The lyrics of “Sittin In My Car” highlight the struggles of forming genuine connections in a hookup culture. The singer is trying to convince the woman that his intentions are genuine and that he's not like other men. The song highlights the importance of communication in a relationship, especially when one party is hesitant to open up.


Line by Line Meaning

When you tell me pull up, I'm there
When you ask for my presence, I always come


You know I'm real, that's real
I am honest and authentic


So don't have me waitin' too long, yeah
Please don't keep me waiting for too long


Now we sittin' in my car
Now we are sitting together in my car


'Bout to take my shot like I'm sittin' at the bar
I'm about to make my move like I'm at a bar


Shorty wanna smoke so we lit one in the car
My girl wants to smoke, so we lit up in the car


Now we layin' in the cut like hit men in the car
We are now low profile like hitmen in the car


Ass so fat, it barely fit into the car
Your butt is so big that it just barely fits in the car


I'm lookin' at them lips while she hittin' the cigar
I'm admiring your lips while you smoke the cigar


Tryna play cool but it's gettin' kinda hard
I'm trying to act cool, but it's becoming difficult


Nah, deadass though, it's gettin' kinda hard
Actually, it's really hard to keep my cool


She like, "Yeah, okay, all your shit been up to par
She says, 'yeah, I agree you've been keeping up with expectations'


But just 'cause you want cookie don't mean you gettin' in the jar" (whoa)
But, just because you want something doesn't mean you are gonna get it


I told her trust her gut then I hit her with a bar
I advised her to go with her instincts and then I said a clever line


If you don't trust the driver, stop gettin' in the car
If you don't trust me, stop being around me


She said I'm not a bird, didn't say you are
She responded, 'I'm not a bird,' to which I replied, 'I didn't say you are'


I'm just making wishes while we sittin' under stars
I'm just making wishes while we sit under the stars


Only baddies in the Wraith sittin' with the R's (skrrt)
Only attractive people are in the car with me


Besides, I hate birds, always shittin' on my car (skrrt)
Plus, I don't like birds because they always poop on my car


You puttin' up a fight but I didn't come to spar (I know)
You're resisting my advances, but I'm not here to argue or fight


I'm not them fuckboys tryna hit you up tomorrow
I'm not like those guys who just disappear and then come back the next day


To keep it real, I'm just tryna dead that
To be honest, I'm just trying to end that


Show me what you think, let me see where your head's at, baby girl
Tell me what you're thinking and show me where your mindset is, girl


And if I ever disrespected you
If I have ever disrespected you


Apologies, I just can be a little skeptical
I'm sorry, I can be a bit suspicious at times


I never mean to be OD and I be stressed with you
I never mean to be over the top, but I can get stressed around you


I just be tryna OD when I have sex with you
I just try to give my all when I'm intimate with you


I hope you don't go tellin' everybody 'bout it
I hope you don't go around telling everyone about our intimate time together


I ain't afraid, I just don't wanna be around it
I'm not afraid of anything, I just don't want to be a part of any drama


Yeah, I was raised up where they love to man down shit
I was raised in a place where they love to take down people


Hit 'em up and then his body never found
They would attack and then the person would disappear


My Louis belt connected to my pistol
My Louis Vuitton belt is attached to my gun


My pistol connected to my hipbone
My gun is attached to my hip


My hipbone connected to my you know
My hipbone is connected to my private region


And you know, yeah, you know everybody I know
And you know, you are aware of everyone I know


And now I wanna change locations
I want to go somewhere else now


I don't wanna feel so basic lately
I don't want to feel so ordinary lately


I been whippin' two doors, baby
I have been driving my two-door car, baby


I don't wanna use my spaceship, but baby
I don't want to use my fancy car, but baby


Nah, nah, nah, nah
No, no, no, no




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Written by: Rashaun Casey, Artist Dubose, John David Jackson

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