Lyrics:
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (what)
Now you can ride to this motherfucker
Bounce to this motherfucker
Freak to this motherfucker
(Yo c'mon man, what do you mean
You don't wanna ride with me, nigga)
(C'mon, get in the car, get
In the fuckin' car, man)
You say you scared to ride
princess running 3.0.5
I still don't see nae hoe
And me I pimp niggas
Can't you tell by the Juelz my nigga
Ya whole career is worth one of them diamonds
started getting too close
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
'Cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive
New drip, had to pick up
on no Twitter, I be go on a niggas
I'ma make you be a gangster, bring the ho out niggas
I'm bumpin' Slaughter Gang, 21, back when I was 21
Drive-bys
look me deep in my eyes (yeah)
Tell me that you need me and for me, you will ride
Write it in your diary a thousand times
Practice your lines, 'cause
She fuck on me
Wanna cut off my ties
I wanna be free, ye
Bitch ride with me
No cap but lo key
Die wit me ho'
She 3rd in a row
Ima tired no joke
Gram
a dick they wanna see you brok-er
I hope the heat stroke ya, the misery is over
All my deep smokers, I hope the leaf choke ya
Hope you'll never be sober
(Racks)
In the kitchen, still whipping
Got a beeper on me (Whip)
Pockets deep, 100k in one week (Money)
Bitch wanna ride like six flags
Riding in the Rari
You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (what)
Now you can ride to this motherfucker
Bounce to this motherfucker
Freak to this motherfucker
on the shoulders of twenty thousand fiends
Every time a nigga wanna try and turn a profit
Folks rush in, three letters try and stop it
F B I R S D E A
One letter
asked for some racks gave her three times ten
Put her right in the condo, put her in the Benz
And I did all of that, don't wanna see her again
people wanna kill their sorrows
Some people wanna fit in with the popular that was my problem
I was in the dark room loud tunes, looking to make a vow
of gray
I just wanna get paid, I don't wanna wait
Nothin' less, they all told 'em that life's a game of chess, shit, I guess
Made some niggas upset
Baby i love my poker phone
Love poker phone
Hello hello i say on my love my poker phone
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride
tore out
When I wanna go out, red carpets get rolled out
There's a lot of you's, there's only one me
They are not confused by the wannabe
There's
them stores and I'm sipping a Myx, bitch
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas
the cooked rice but deep down 3mo as3
Sikasem na medwene ho no time for nonesense
K)teb3ka deir for this side y3 nso as3
Nesuo nkoaa na ataa meni as3
I am like
I'm gonna leave this town and ride
[Verse 2]
Last night I lay sleeping I tell you babe I was sleeping by myself
Last night I lay sleeping I
hood got shit bags on your side
You talk a good game but you a ho when they ride
Nigga don't have to look for you, they know you inside
You probly got
everybody wanna taste
put the money to the side and
Just watch me
Ride ride ride, Ah ah ha
Ride ride ride, Ah ah ah
Sit on the dick, Girl sit on the dick
Sit
had to walk and had to catch a ride? (what's up?)
The bus just passed by, but you wasn't there on time
The club just let out and you not even fly
to
Touch my girls body
Her hands my hands
Take a backseat
Girls need a little loving
Get down
Get deep
Yeah im on it
Do you wanna ride/vibe with us
We can
It's yo birthday, so I know you want to ride out
Even if we only go to my house
Sip mo-eezy as we sit upon my couch
Feels good, but I know you
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