Lyrics:
get loose, she tryna win
I beat her by the house, or beat her in
There's forty in the couch, I let her spend
When it costly, you better call in
goes too quick let's slow it down can't waste no time (can't waste no time)
When you by my side, is the only time, that you down to ride yeah
I'm fucked
[Verse One:]
I'm in my ride at the corner by the light
Bout to pull up in front of your door
So make sure that your body's lookin' right
Let me
Mmmmm Mhmmmmmmm
Tightrope it's a thin line
Balance Bro
Life on the line
I'm a ride slow
It's all by design
Praise more
Let Him show the Way
Yea
never have seen a road too rough to ride
There ain't no chain strong enough to hold me
Ain't no breeze big enough to slow me
I'll be there if you
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
a long night (Been a long night)
Stay by my side, not that guy(Stay by my side)
Wish you were mine, Bonnie, Clyde (Wish you were mine)
Droptop the ride
to me (uh)
I got you in the mood (uh)
Baby, move slow for me (I'm movin' slow)
Climb on top, take control of me (take control)
Let you ride it, you
and the trees and the sky
Freight train ride, don't pass me by
Freight train ride, please Lord don't pass me by
Ran out of money outside of Memphis
I hitchhiked
chain strong enough to hold me
Ain't no breeze big enough to slow me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
Love me, if you're ever gonna
Sweet one whine it back one time
No stress how I'm living my life
Two gyal by my side in my bros dem ride
If it's beef then it's boom bye bye
Sweet
Day
Day by day
I might pop up and then show out
I ain't in here to hear yo mouth
Bad vibes, keep em in yo house
I advise you to just slow down
Mama said
your favorite songs queued up next on the juke
Slow dance to your favorite tunes
Sneak a kiss by the light of the moon
Do it over again, baby I'm
'cause you're so fine
Strap myself in, it's finna be a long ride
Movin' too fast but we're in slow motion
Life passin' us by, we don't know where we're
Drag-On and Twista (kill me)
Gangsta (let's ride), hustla (feel me)
By know everybody should know, that the kid spit tight
And this kid spit fire
Sometimes I wanna Ghost Ride
And let God take the wheel
Cause i don't feel like driving in my feels
Man i just wanna Ghost Ride
And roll some weed up
Don't lie while I'm by your side and
Don't cry, know that I'm your ride and
Go fly, it's not where you reside and
Go by, go and take your stride
if I could
Miss Hollywood, Miss Hollywood, Miss Hollywood
So slow to fade
Check all the hip across the street
Taking turns unlocking doors to fame by
boulevard of broken dreams
And I dream about her even though I never should
Miss Hollywood, Miss Hollywood, Miss Hollywood
Yeah, I would ride into
things
But that ain’t no reason to cry
So ima pick you up later
Just don’t smoke in my ride
Get money stay low
Live fast drive slow
Get money stay low
Live
Good smoke mov'n slow motion
Im'a stay right here
Im'a stay right here
Good smoke mov'n slow motion
Im'a stay right here
Im'a stay right here
We
said you down to ride
I’ll Alway keep you by my side
We be Attached at the hip
Slow down I’m just trying to get to
Fuck with you baby just like we
enough to hold me
Ain't no breeze big enough to slow me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
Love me, if you're ever going to love me
I never
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
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