Lyrics:
lets slide!
If you wan' ride!
Car iz out side!
Gangstaz lets ride!
[Chorus 2: Nate Dogg w/ (Joe Budden)]
This is a gangsta party(Uh, uh)
We came
This is a JOE LAW SONG I begged to be on
Lookin' at you
Fuckin' wit me
Talkin' yo shit
Walkin' in this bish'
Who could that be
They fuckin' wit me
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see how you rock wit' it (rock wit' it)
Ride the beat, baby, drop wit' it (drop wit
you is a joke
So step in the ride
They call me the Juice
And it's the truth
It's wit all the sports
So watch bitch
Chorus
Verse 3 Sean Paul
Yeah I'm
What? well fuck you, bitch
Bounce wit me, wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, wit me wit me
Can you bounce wit me,
And if you judge him by his cover
Cause you blinded
By Your covers
Then I guess he's just and average joe
That you'll never never know
Mix check
One two
holdin' water, they say old Joe
Will stop and give you a ride, and
Just like you, some hitchhiker will be
Comin' by"
"So here son," he said to me, "get
broke, then you broke wit' a nigga)
(Stand by me, Fill my needs)
(Heal my wounds, be my peace)
(I need you, you 'ont need me)
Ride wit' a nigga
Fly wit
Joe, wake up, hello!
Joe, come on, let's go!
Joe, let's roll, don't delay.
Joe it`s time, let`s find our way
Can't you see? I'm getting tired,
(YO), uh, (oh God), haha
Haha (feedin you, feedin you)
Yo (feedin you, feedin you)
(Fat Joe)
Yo, uh, yo, call me the JV artist
That means I own two
[Intro]
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
Act a ass wit it, back ya ass wit it
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
You
Act a ass wit' it, back ya ass wit' it
Act a ass wit' it, back ya ass wit' it
Act a ass wit' it, back ya ass wit' it
You know them hoes love
ain't it?
My true niggas walk wit me, yeah
They ride wit me
Would you cook pies wit me now, ya heard?
Lord, I keep hollerin', I hope You listenin'
How
know I slide wit the indo
Had to pull the panties aside
I made some space in the ride so she could ride by the window
Baby work up my appetite, she put
shitting on these niggas right now
Southside mop wit it, thug life
Mop wit it, thug life
Thuggin' lil nigga gon' pop wit me
If you gettin' a little
This here's the story about Killer Joe
He's a real bad cat, 'forget I told you so
Silk on the corners of his fancy threads
Double breasted pin
da hood, take a look in my past you can see the duress
I ride wit ya BM in BM I'm dodgin' the stress, Ya Ya
I ride wit dat stick I put stones in my
smell it when you're fuckin' wit dank
Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank, fuckin' wit dank
(Yah baby, I tell ya)
Fuckin' wit dank, fucking wit dank,
Brudda's
Brudda's
I cannot bang wit you
If you Dont keep it gutta
One thing about the Grind
Is you gone be by yourself
Along the ride
They switchin up
So I
cannot hold that
I'm not the one to go at, you fuck around meet Joe Black (meet Joe Black)
Run me the keys, run me the Bs, run me that float back (what
This here's the story about Killer Joe
He's a real bad cat, forget I told you so
Silk on the corners of his fancy threads
Double breasted pin
different heat
But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same beat
So if you f**k wit blood, then you f**k wit us
And we ain't bustin' duds, cuz we
Yea mobster, let's ride on them bitches
It's time to go to war, niggard, you ready
Don't want to see you wit no pistols
If you ain't ready to roll,
Taffy-Apple Tango Mambo Cha Cha Cha
(Heel and toe?) I don't know
Last night at Papa Joe's my buddy met a lovely dove
She was the kind you never find but
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