Ignition
Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox feat. Rayvon Owen Lyrics
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But hey pretty girl I'm feeling you
The way you do the things you do
Reminds me of my Lexus coupe
That's why I'm all up in yo grill
Tryina get you to a hotel
You must be a football coach
The way you got me playing the field
So baby gimme that toot toot
Lemme give you that beep beep
Running her hands through my 'fro
Bouncing on 24's
While they say on the radio...
It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rolling that body
got every man in here wishing
Sipping on coke and rum
I'm like so what I'm drunk
It's the freaking weekend baby
I'm about to have me some fun
Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce
Bounce Bounce Bounce
Now it's like murder she wrote
Once I get you out them clothes
Privacy is on the door
Still they can hear you screaming more
Girl I'm feeling what you feeling
No more hoping and wishing
I'm bout to take my key and
Stick it in the ignition
So baby gimme that toot toot
Lemme give you that beep beep
Running her hands through my 'fro
Bouncing on 24's
While they say on the radio...
It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rolling that body
Got every man in here wishing
Sipping on coke and rum
I'm like so what I'm drunk
It's the freaking weekend baby
I'm about to have me some fun
Cristal popping in the stretch Navigator
We got food everywhere
As if the party was catered
We got fellas to my left
Hunnies on my right
We bring em both together we got junking all night
Then after the show it's the (after party)
And after the party its the (hotel lobby)
And round about 4 you gotta (clear the lobby)
Then head take it to the room and freak somebody
Can I get a toot toot
Can I get a beep beep
Running her hands through my 'fro
Bouncing on 24's
While they say on the radio...
It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rolling that body
Got every man in here wishing
Sipping on coke and rum
I'm like so what I'm drunk
It's the freaking weekend baby
I'm about to have me some fun
It's the remix to ignition
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Mama rolling that body
Got every man in here wishing
Sipping on coke and rum
I'm like so what I'm drunk
It's the freaking weekend baby
I'm about to have me some fun
Girl we off in this jeep
Fogging windows up
Blasting the radio
In the back of my truck
Bouncing up and down
Stroke it round and round
To the remix
We just thuggin it out...
The lyrics to Ignition by Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox feat. Rayvon Owen are all about attempting to charm a lady into coming to a hotel for some private time. He acknowledges that he does not want to come across as rude, but then uses the analogy of a car to describe the girl, stating that she reminds him of his Lexus. He then tells her that she must be a football coach, as she has got him playing the field. The chorus then begins, where he asks the girl to give him that toot toot and beep beep, whilst she runs her hands through his hair and they bounce on his car, with the radio belting out his song.
In the second verse, he ups the ante and talks about taking things further, suggesting that once he gets the girl out of her clothes, privacy will be at a premium; although he doesn't blame her if the hotel guests can hear them screaming. He again asks for the toot toot and beep beep, this time telling the girl that he wants to take his key and stick it in the ignition. Another chorus is played, followed by a breakdown that describes a party in a hotel, that leads to the aforementioned hotel room. The song finishes with an imaginary scenario of the two of them thuggin’ it out at the back of his vehicle.
Line by Line Meaning
No I'm not trying to be rude,
I am not trying to be impolite
But hey pretty girl I'm feeling you
Hello beautiful, I am attracted to you
The way you do the things you do
Your actions are impressive
Reminds me of my Lexus coupe
Your style is sophisticated, like my car
That's why I'm all up in yo grill
That's why I am trying to get your attention
Tryina get you to a hotel
I am attempting to convince you to come to a hotel with me
You must be a football coach
You have the ability to control me like a coach
The way you got me playing the field
I am unsure how to behave around you
So baby gimme that toot toot
I am requesting a suggestive noise from you
Lemme give you that beep beep
In exchange, I will provide an equally suggestive noise
Running her hands through my 'fro
You are touching my hair
Bouncing on 24's
You are jumping on my car rims
While they say on the radio...
Meanwhile, on the radio...
It's the remix to ignition
This song is a revised version of 'Ignition'
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
This new version is exciting and has just been released
Mama rolling that body
A woman is dancing provocatively
Got every man in here wishing
All the men are envious of my situation
Sipping on coke and rum
I am drinking alcohol
I'm like so what I'm drunk
I do not care about being intoxicated
It's the freaking weekend baby
It is the weekend and time to have fun
I'm about to have me some fun
I am going to enjoy myself
Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce
Repetition of the word 'bounce'
Now it's like murder she wrote
Things are getting intense like a crime novel
Once I get you out them clothes
When you undress
Privacy is on the door
We are behind closed doors
Still they can hear you screaming more
They may hear us, but we do not care
Girl I'm feeling what you feeling
I am empathizing with your emotional state
No more hoping and wishing
We are done with waiting and wanting
I'm bout to take my key and
I am going to use my car key as a metaphor for something else
Stick it in the ignition
I am going to proceed with an intimate act
Can I get a toot toot
Can I have another suggestive noise?
Can I get a beep beep
Another suggestive noise in return?
Girl we off in this jeep
We are currently in a Jeep vehicle
Fogging windows up
The windows are steaming with condensation
Blasting the radio
The music is playing loudly
In the back of my truck
We are in the bed of my pickup truck
Bouncing up and down
We are bouncing (in more ways than one)
Stroke it round and round
We are engaging in sexual activity
To the remix
To this version of the song
We just thuggin it out...
We are simply enjoying each other's company in a casual way
Contributed by Isaac F. Suggest a correction in the comments below.