We Ride歌词
[Hook] Top back, cruising down the street yeah we ride (we ride *****), yeah we ride (east to the westside ***** uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride (we ride *****), yeah we ride (north to the southside ***** uh) [Z-Ro]
The top back, like a old ***** hairline
Oh you looking for a woman, you can have mine
My pimping i
Phone, unlimited airtime
Use to see her for free, but she charging a fee now
Cause she with me now, she rolling with a boss
Loving the passenger side, what the ***** is in the house
And with her head in my lap, you know what's in her mouth
My slab newborn baby, booty smooth
J-Dawg told you, what them swangas do to you
Have you chunking the deuce, to a person you never knew
Never leave home without it, that's something you better do
Got my FN-57, and a baretta too
Falling asleep at the light, is something
I never do
That's giving jackers an opportunity, to get to you
One hand on the wheel, other hand on the money
I die behind mine, 'fore they take something from me yeah [Hook] [Z-Ro]
Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a
Brazillian
I am Phillip
Banks, these are both my
Vivians Don't wanna ***** ******,
I wanna ***** a million
It's a jungle inside, the ride reptillian
Gators on my toes too, call em step-tillians
Lunch where the water, ten dollars not
Bennigans
Hypnotize hoes, looking into them spinning rims
Never retweet a hater, they are not worth mentioning
Maryland to
Michigan, any city they see me in
Real Milwaukee, that's the birthplace of
Pimpin' Ken
No ******s in my family,
I'm not kin to them
Excuse my rudeness,
I never been a gentleman
Old romances, be damned if
I rekindle them
Cutlass is one of the first cars,
I was flipping in
In the front
El Debarge, in the back
Barry White
Hoe we rolling in a concert, on wheels tonight that's right [Hook] [Z-Ro]
Limousine tint, you can't see inside
If TV's ain't in it, you can't get me to ride
This the fo' do' edition, not the cheaper kind
Three four seven dollar can ride,
I don't need a dime
So much money now,
I be running from taxes
Suit and tie *****, money still under the mattress
Send her out in the cold, she brought me back a stack quick
White hoes heels break, hard to pimp a black *****
But I don't love you hoes,
I love my ends
One deep for life, what the ***** is a friend
Before I lose it,
I'ma try to count to ten
***** a grenade, with no pin
You know I'm looking, through
Louis Vuitton lens
H-I-D lights, the road is never thin
Houston all the way to
Miami, before the gears ******ft
Cup thicker than
Buffie the
Body, no beer ***** yeah [Hook - 2x]
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride (we ride *****), yeah we ride (north to the southside ***** uh) [Z-Ro]
The top back, like a old ***** hairline
Oh you looking for a woman, you can have mine
My pimping i
Phone, unlimited airtime
Use to see her for free, but she charging a fee now
Cause she with me now, she rolling with a boss
Loving the passenger side, what the ***** is in the house
And with her head in my lap, you know what's in her mouth
My slab newborn baby, booty smooth
J-Dawg told you, what them swangas do to you
Have you chunking the deuce, to a person you never knew
Never leave home without it, that's something you better do
Got my FN-57, and a baretta too
Falling asleep at the light, is something
I never do
That's giving jackers an opportunity, to get to you
One hand on the wheel, other hand on the money
I die behind mine, 'fore they take something from me yeah [Hook] [Z-Ro]
Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a
Brazillian
I am Phillip
Banks, these are both my
Vivians Don't wanna ***** ******,
I wanna ***** a million
It's a jungle inside, the ride reptillian
Gators on my toes too, call em step-tillians
Lunch where the water, ten dollars not
Bennigans
Hypnotize hoes, looking into them spinning rims
Never retweet a hater, they are not worth mentioning
Maryland to
Michigan, any city they see me in
Real Milwaukee, that's the birthplace of
Pimpin' Ken
No ******s in my family,
I'm not kin to them
Excuse my rudeness,
I never been a gentleman
Old romances, be damned if
I rekindle them
Cutlass is one of the first cars,
I was flipping in
In the front
El Debarge, in the back
Barry White
Hoe we rolling in a concert, on wheels tonight that's right [Hook] [Z-Ro]
Limousine tint, you can't see inside
If TV's ain't in it, you can't get me to ride
This the fo' do' edition, not the cheaper kind
Three four seven dollar can ride,
I don't need a dime
So much money now,
I be running from taxes
Suit and tie *****, money still under the mattress
Send her out in the cold, she brought me back a stack quick
White hoes heels break, hard to pimp a black *****
But I don't love you hoes,
I love my ends
One deep for life, what the ***** is a friend
Before I lose it,
I'ma try to count to ten
***** a grenade, with no pin
You know I'm looking, through
Louis Vuitton lens
H-I-D lights, the road is never thin
Houston all the way to
Miami, before the gears ******ft
Cup thicker than
Buffie the
Body, no beer ***** yeah [Hook - 2x]
