Lyrics:
Strippin clips bout(about) nationally
Back seats and DOB hats
Havin' sex in drop tops
Now liquor on ya mouth and spot
WERE WE R.I.D.E.
[Hook]
Can you smoke
Cry about u
Slide wit out u
Die wit out u
Guess it's time to ride wit out u
Design with out u
I'll be fine wit out u
Thought I'll never see a life
As the rain dropped
And we in the mood
We ate a plate of food
Girl ya steak a fool
And the cake was cool
I wanna cake wit you
Spend a day wit you
You my bae my
Gotta ride wit a tool cuz you could die any die
Look around whatchu see
I been surrounded by heat
Fukcin wit county police
Might end up found in
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
forget you
My niggas
Everybody know I'm gone ride wit my hittas
Homie damn near got life man that shit brought a tear to my eyes
I ain't no hoe
These
ride for me, but u never do
And before u speak about it better approach me wit some proof
Don't come back around when u see the stars up in the roof
[Junior Reid]
Yes, I wanted dem to know seh real warriors don't play
And if ya romp wit' us, you have to run away
I want dem to know seh real
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
care of ya kids but you fly Tho
Got ya taxes went and bought yaself a ride Tho
But you still livin wit ya momma tell me why Tho
Still sellin nicks but
You thank it's over but it ain't
cause I can't get caught by authority
the camera at the bank got me ganked so they know it's me
reached for
Gyal ah you ah di main flame
Love it when yo ride like a new tire
You sittin tight u don’t use pliers
Pretty lickle spark from a blue fire
Girl, Me keep
asked, "Manzelli, where've you been for seven years?"
Well man tonight I'm drinkin' in Boston
Down by old Fenway
Drinkin' to all our happy days
I goin'
Imma ride through smooth and dash
So keep all the fame, I'm stating my claim,
Wit only the name you see on the check I cash (checks I cash)
But other
above the garage so
She had me moved into the
Main house into what
Max called "the room of
The husbands" and on
A clear day, the theory was
You could see
When the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
I let da .40 bang
And ma diamonds
They be talkin
It say bling bling bling
Yea dis bitxh she got a boyfriend
But she still my main thing
Ride wit me
won't act a fool or something crazy
(Ah) But I can tell that you should be my main thing
(Ah, Ah, Ah) I'm dancin' wit you baby
(Ah, Ah, Ah) I'm dancin'
'bout it
You ain't never Baby Joe'd somethin'
I talk that talk, I walk that walk
You know I tote somethin’
Bitch, I’m out the 8
I said it straight I'm
a lot, you fuckin' wit' the wrong one
I don't care about yo' squad or them niggas that you spawned from
Bitch I came from the mob of the Jones's
smoked up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe with a nigga, I know she tryin' to fuck
But her hommie wanna play G.I. Joe
Hommie you better check yo hoe before yo big
cocktail, you could tell, by the smell
Burn one, let the whole club know I'm here (Hey!)
Let's fly tonight
Come ride wit'cha boy and get high tonight
know you're going to die
Real G's multiply see the pain in my eyes
See the lord in the sky
I get judged by the most high
Not your average Joe, call me
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