[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