Lyric Ride Wit Me
(Chorus) 2x
Baby come and go on this jack with me
Come and do some savage thug shit with me
If I die up in this drama
Would you ride for me?
You can be like Bonnie and Clyde with me
(Verse 1):
Fuckin on the hood of my Benz
Robbin some of your old boyfriends (boyfriends)
Dressed in black like twins (like twins)
You sexy I m saggin (saggin )
Bitch put this clip in your purse (your purse)
Cause we about to go do some dirt (dirt)
These niggas think you won t ride (won t ride)
Comin with the element of surprise
I be hidin in back up the trunk
Leave it half unlock so I can dump
Muthafucka
These bitch niggas play hoe games (hoe games)
But the shit gon stop today
Cause I ma take this AK (AK)
Stick a Glock in your lingerie
And we gon handle this shit like G s , bitch (biAAtch!)
You can distract em with your cleavage
(you know I m sayin hahaha)
Kick on back with Spice 1 (spice 1)
Baby, you can ride shotgun (shotgun)
Little rings around your titty-nipples
While I m puffin on my blunt (my blunt)
Just some gangsta shit that I do (I do)
When I ride with me and you (me and you)
We alone in the middle of the night
Rubbin my .44 between your thighs
You ain t scared it s the thug in me
Got your lips on my neck and you re huggin me
Tinted bulletproof window so they can t see
Just a down-ass bitch and a hard-ass G
Hahaahaahha
(Chorus):
(Verse 2):
Feelin on your ass while you re bustin out the roof
Yellin : 187 out the stolen coupe (coupe)
Baby come and go on this lick with me
Born killers like Mickey and Malorie
You in love with a fugitive
Po-po lookin for me where I used to live
ain t got no more jail time to give
B-a-b-a bomb first my prerogative
When I see your G-string in a hot tub
Clips and gats all around makin hot love
And you re always down for a lil sex , money and murder
Laids up with a reload the gun won t me to serve ya
Got you lost in a thug world
Fully loaded magazine playin with your pearl
Crystal kinda ?? by the pool-side
Got two twin-Glocks : Hers and His Nines
Other hoes is fakin you re the realest
When it come to nanana you got the illest
Got a nigga hittin switches in the king-size
Me and you get dressed and goin Hoo-ride
That s how we do it
Some haters ?????
Me and my bitch got you mark-ass niggas scared
If you don t comin with the money she gon empty lead
Leave a nigga in a hooptie with a half-head
(Chorus):
Baby come and go on this jack with me
Come and do some savage thug shit with me
If I die up in this drama
Would you ride for me?
You can be like Bonnie and Clyde with me
(Verse 1):
Fuckin on the hood of my Benz
Robbin some of your old boyfriends (boyfriends)
Dressed in black like twins (like twins)
You sexy I m saggin (saggin )
Bitch put this clip in your purse (your purse)
Cause we about to go do some dirt (dirt)
These niggas think you won t ride (won t ride)
Comin with the element of surprise
I be hidin in back up the trunk
Leave it half unlock so I can dump
Muthafucka
These bitch niggas play hoe games (hoe games)
But the shit gon stop today
Cause I ma take this AK (AK)
Stick a Glock in your lingerie
And we gon handle this shit like G s , bitch (biAAtch!)
You can distract em with your cleavage
(you know I m sayin hahaha)
Kick on back with Spice 1 (spice 1)
Baby, you can ride shotgun (shotgun)
Little rings around your titty-nipples
While I m puffin on my blunt (my blunt)
Just some gangsta shit that I do (I do)
When I ride with me and you (me and you)
We alone in the middle of the night
Rubbin my .44 between your thighs
You ain t scared it s the thug in me
Got your lips on my neck and you re huggin me
Tinted bulletproof window so they can t see
Just a down-ass bitch and a hard-ass G
Hahaahaahha
(Chorus):
(Verse 2):
Feelin on your ass while you re bustin out the roof
Yellin : 187 out the stolen coupe (coupe)
Baby come and go on this lick with me
Born killers like Mickey and Malorie
You in love with a fugitive
Po-po lookin for me where I used to live
ain t got no more jail time to give
B-a-b-a bomb first my prerogative
When I see your G-string in a hot tub
Clips and gats all around makin hot love
And you re always down for a lil sex , money and murder
Laids up with a reload the gun won t me to serve ya
Got you lost in a thug world
Fully loaded magazine playin with your pearl
Crystal kinda ?? by the pool-side
Got two twin-Glocks : Hers and His Nines
Other hoes is fakin you re the realest
When it come to nanana you got the illest
Got a nigga hittin switches in the king-size
Me and you get dressed and goin Hoo-ride
That s how we do it
Some haters ?????
Me and my bitch got you mark-ass niggas scared
If you don t comin with the money she gon empty lead
Leave a nigga in a hooptie with a half-head
(Chorus):
