Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do, and when I, chase this
paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you, because I ride, or
die, girl we gon be good
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me, my gutta baby who ain't
scared to put it down for me, see this the remix shawty I'm a keep the cash coming,
don't guess who played the track and fast to keep the cash runnin, you my official
lady, no booin like McGrady, don't do nobody favors, tell 'em fuck off and pay us,
that's what I love about you, don't watch no soap operas, you pack that paper half
naked bag that coke in prada, then bring them dollas back to papa give you half a
profit, you can go b low the money, that Louie bag of hundreds, we tryin to holla,
but she be hella frontin, she never met a nigga real as... so it's all or nothin
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do, and when I chase this
paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you, cause I ride or die,
girl we gon be good, cause if you ride or die, we gon make it out this hood...
She my Lamborghini, I'm her 57, when she hold me I close my eyes and just picture
heaven, she picture perfect, this a perfect picture, I'm stuffin thousand lines in
each and every purse I get ya, I kiss her in the mouth, she watch my money stack,
she know I'm here forever, it's deeper then a rap, I have multiple showin, she one
in a milli, now it's colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies
Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it, but she know how daddy roll I'm coming back home
with it, sometime I take her with me when I go and get my dough, cause my girl roll
harder then some niggas I know, and I know, that she know, I'm by her side, she by
my side, and if I ride then she gon ride and we gon ride until we die, now now now
now, picture us rollin, in something stolen, steering wheel twirlin, who? me and my
girlfriend
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do, and when I chase this
paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you, because I ride or
die, girl we gon be good, cause if you ride or die, we gon make it out this hood...
I gotta chick that'll hold me down, she moving them pounds, when I'm outta town,
she ride or die and keep it line she never deny me down, she find me shit that's thicker
then bricks the baddest bitch around, that's why I let her push the whip and drop
the top and down, and give her the stacks you just imagine you should see the smiles,
I have her shippin crates to different places out of town, baby we ballin see them
hatas they so out of bounds, let's have a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down,
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style, see this the remix bay I might
just put that tonguing down, gotta keep it gutta baby I'm tryin to hear that moanin
sound, cause you my ride or die it ain't no question about that
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do, and when I chase this
paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you, because I ride or
die, girl we gon be good, cause if you ride or die, we gon make it out this hood

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