[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