[Intro: Chorus] So want you ride with me, my ghetto queen You're all that I need Cause she my ghetto queen, I give her what she need Money ain't a thing, she stay down like a G [x2] [Chorus: Lloyd] Girl I done been around the globe and you the realest lil'lady I know Don't wanna ever let you go - cause oh Everytime I call you be there for me Baby girl I love you by my side So anything you need, that means you got me So just my ghetto queen gon' take that ride [Verse 1: Trae] Look here lil'momma I'm gangsta Prolly nothin like you done delt with on the day to day Some say that I'm a star, but in the hood I'm better known as Trae I'm from around the way - where not too many make it out And even if I did it's in my blood I'll never take it out You say you got a man but I ain't tryna take his spot I'm tryna be ya partna while I'm late night flippin on the block So we can post up on this glass, tippin the Chevrolet And get it, how we get it, then I'm gettin right back out ya way I'm in my zone so all that drama you can leave at home Ya man can lock you down, but me ain't nothin - rollin stone And if you wanna chill tell his ass to leave you alone Cause if he run up on me, I'm a run my fist upside his dome Understand when I say I'm grown, and on that other shit I'm tryna make a team but I ain't feelin all that lover shit I'm tryna hit the lights and take it to you on that rubber shit And keep it G, and leave it on that undercover shit [Chorus: Lloyd] [Verse 2: Rich Boy] Ay lay back with me, feel free lil'momma We can go the Bahamas in the summer Lookin for the fat[? ], f*ck the dumb hoes And know that you'll ride with me baby f*ck the po - po's No pressure I ain't gotta test ya I can leave you in my house with a hundred thousand on the dresser Me and you - my beautiful bitch, so glamorous So bad niggas pullin out they cameras Together baby the world can't handle us Hoes can't compete, no challengers Summer time, we float on the boat While I sip a lil'lean, and you puff a lil'smoke I'm married to my money, but you could be my honey The groupie bitches dump me - but I know that you love me So on that note you can take this Me and you be shinin harder then them diamonds on my wrist, M.O.B! [Chorus: Lloyd] [Verse 3: Rich Boy] We can ride in my drop and spend some money on some Fendi You never ask what type of gold diggers try to get me Them hoes are silly, but I pass 'em in the Hemi If a mothafucker touch you - I'm a hit 'em with that semi You down like my nigga, so you know I got yo'back Anybody put they hands on you, I'm a lay 'em flat So spread ya wings baby come on let's fly I'm down with my lady till the day that I die [Verse 4: Trae] Say lil'momma what you waitin on - actin like you don't know no better You say you tired of that shit, then roll with me and it's whatever When in the presence of a gangsta don't worry I got ya And f*ck the stress, give me a sec - I'm a get that up out ya So get ya spot I'm on the grind right now I'm prolly less then two seconds away from shine right now You can post up and be the bitch I'm tryna find right now And if you can't see that I'm tha truth baby you blind right now, Yeah [Chorus: Till End]
Written by: CHARLES STROUSE, MARK JAMES, MARTIN CHARNIN, SEAN CARTER
Lyrics © WILLIAMSON MUSIC CO OBO CHARLES STROUSE PUBLISHING
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