Lyrics:
we ride when
we ride when
we ride when
We ride out
1100 pm
Jumped in the coup
Hopped on the phone
Tell my nigga that Im in the route
Gotta get
ride
Let me ride
Be outside
Be on time
Hop inside
Riding shawty you look fly
Feeling naughty lets get high
Got your gun by my phone
Know that's hot
Turn
Its just me
This mic
Kush that got burned
My thoughts
C'mon
Making hits by Buck roll
baby call me nutso
Light it up and puff slow
Piling up my
off
Well, I got the horse and you got the saddle
We like to ride side by side
Aw, I got the horse and she got the saddle
Together we're gonna
on
I just want to make a little change Obama
Me and Osama colt 45s get to busting I
Ain't talking yo mama nigga I'm the
Got it shout out to shout out
now
Let's ride
Right now, right now
Right now, we could ride out right now
Right now, right now
Right now, we could ride out right now
Faded by the pool
riding out, And That's just How is, how we Ride, Hoging Or die
Woom (Motorcyle Sound) On A Harley, Harley Let's ride
Woom (Motorcyle Sound)
got much time! Let’s go!
Yo! I hear ya! I ain’t gonna make it! Yeah…
Hard times weighing on me—(I RIDE OUT)
Somebody frontin’ on me—(I RIDE OUT)
Nobody
Another one rides the bus
Another one rides the bus
Another comes on and another comes on
Another one rides the bus
Hey, he's gonna sit by you
Another one
Billy. I've seen you before.
Can I help you with these? Can I give you a ride?
Can I take you out on a Saturday night?"
She didn't have to say what
Only ride with my niggas
Only ride with my hittas
Only ride with the brothers who been here since the beginning
Only ride with my niggas
Only ride
I don't even want a whip if it ain't got you in it
I could ride by myself
But ain't no fun in that
I need my chromed out cutie
Come n ride with a Mac
ride, yea, yea
And we ride, yea, yea
And we ride, yea, yea
In the summer night
When the lights hit right
And it's time to break out the coupes
Fos poking
ride
Turn up the radio and ride
Ride just ride
With top rolled down and the radio up and that little girl by my side
You know I don't even feel none
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
Ford all over my lens
Got racks in my pants
Ride with a FN
Got steel like Pakistan
I dun flew 'cross the map again
Got shows and I got fans
Gotta
Pour out a little liquor live by
The gun die by the gun
My Moms had always said when I
Was young I wouldn't last long
She said I was too crazy
Only
off the dro and time moves slower than the ride home
Me and Script the Chosen two the exact dose
I ain't like the beat but Colt's verse so cold that I
my type of tune
Made to shine I'm pay per view
A1 sauce for barbecue
Ride on fo's I need a
Little bit of love when I show out
Parking lot pimping bring
can't get you out my mind
You're my ride or die
Ride or die
You're my ride or die
Let's ride or die
You're my ride or die
Ride or die
You're my ride
Yes sir
When the man wanted to ride, what did he do?
Swing down sweet chariot
He told that sweet chariot to swing on down
And stop, you know
help
I was all alone by myself
I ride by my lonely
And grind by my lonely yea
I shine by my lonely
Cause I rise by my lonely yea
I'm gone die by my
Af-ro-man-make the cadillac coupe pancake
Lock it up, Cock it up
Post on three's, twist on D's
Afro as you're ride her, Cadillac walk like a spider
Smash out fast
correct
Left his kids on you walked out like it's child neglect
Woman to woman nah fuck that you rude as fuck
It ain't my fault he got you out here looking
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