Lyrics:
of goose, we on Bicardi
Remy, vodka, we pop bottles
Bitches round us, look like models
Oh my god, is that Rihanna
Nah
We be turnin up tonight
We ain't turnin
track
Why the fuck you always laugh when I'm hopeless
Small talk of our lives
Wander off might intertwine
Lost cause so why try
You the dark I live by
whenever we spend time together
cnd if I'm blinded by the light
My family gonna tell me if “something ain't right”
Did a background check & it went
we get stronger (stronger)
What's gone is gone, the past is the past
Turn the radio up and then hit the gas 'cause
I know we've come so far
But
the conversation
But I just want to be heard
On the radio station
This beat gives me so many vibes
I can't even lie
It's the stuff I listen to
When I go for a ride
a blue face
Tonight I took L , but tomorrow it's a new day
Fenty by Rihanna so she woke up with a new face
I'm a dog foreal, but you already knew Jai
Girl
empty out the mag
We spin back like asap that's danger John Conner
My bitch like a stallion with ass like Rihanna
That head is amazing i promise i promise
What's up homie?
What's Up homie?
(Chourus):
Ride real slow, m-make your speakers blow(x6)
Ride real slow
(Se7en):
Yeah. So hit me up, if your
I got something I know you’ll like
Between them hips it’ll go real nice
We’ll be sexing all night like we in a wild fight
Body tight like Rihanna turn
knawing in brain is like a hunger it's insatiable
The ones that know
Only found it out by accident
Stabbing in the dark and somehow hit the facts within
To be honest
Di ko katulog
Mura nako ug adis adis
Slr
Sorry late reply
Nag edit ko sa pictures nato maw ng gabilar
By the way
Thank for today
Thank for
hang out with Japanese
Maybe order some Chinese (to die)
They edit parts out of my interviews
I said I wanna be good friends with the Jews
They cut that
of the mind I introduce you to so we can ride vanilla skies and chew all day on juicy fruit. I can’t believe my eyes I just wanna take the time do it right
the city by surprise, it's just me and you tonight
Now, yeah, we ride a little, freak
Ain't slowin' down, won't stop for nothin', 'less we on E
Now,
Stressergangbanger, dann Hannah Montana
Jetzt macht jeder jämmerliche Pennerrapper im Keller auf Sänger
Hier wird Drake gebitet wie beim Sex mit Rihanna (Apocalyptic)
yeah
This is the life for me
This is the life for me yeah
And now we come to the thrilling final episode of our radio drama
Just gonna chill tonight
With you by my side
And look into your eyes
We gonna mellow out
Lay back on the couch
And maybe just unwind
And we
get up, come and take a ride with me
I got a lotta things I wanna show you
Turn up the volume on the radio
Turn it up, get up, come on don’t you try
a ride with me
I got a lotta things I wanna show you
Turn up the volume on the radio
Get up, come on don’t you try to fight with me
It’s the only way that
burn down
Get up, get up, come and take a ride with me
I got a lotta things I wanna show you
Turn up the volume on the radio
Turn it up, get up, come
hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jacking
No matter where we're going we're in the moment
You by my side, feeling the ride
Getting there without a care, I swear
We're half way to somewhere
away
You'll be a songwriting Hemingway
And we'll be listening, on the skyline radio
Now this is way too small of a town
To be able to keep any
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
Discuss these we ride radio edit by rihanna Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In