We Ride
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โฑ๏ธ 3:52 duration
๐ ID: 4737831
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Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
The top back, like a old nigga hairline
Oh, you looking for a woman, you can have mine
My pimping iPhone, 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 fuck 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 Beretta too
Falling asleep at the light, is something I never do
That's giving jerkers 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
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a Brazilian
I am Phillip Banks, these are both my Vivian's
Don't wanna fuck pussy, I wanna fuck a million
It's a jungle inside, the ride reptilian
Gators on my toes too, call 'em septillions
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 squares 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
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
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 nigga, 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 bitch
But I don't love you hoes, I love my ends
One deep for life, what the fuck is a friend
Before I lose it, I'ma try to count to ten
Fuck 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 shift
Cup thicker than Buffie the Body, no beer bitch yeah
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
The top back, like a old nigga hairline
Oh, you looking for a woman, you can have mine
My pimping iPhone, 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 fuck 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 Beretta too
Falling asleep at the light, is something I never do
That's giving jerkers 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
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a Brazilian
I am Phillip Banks, these are both my Vivian's
Don't wanna fuck pussy, I wanna fuck a million
It's a jungle inside, the ride reptilian
Gators on my toes too, call 'em septillions
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 squares 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
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
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 nigga, 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 bitch
But I don't love you hoes, I love my ends
One deep for life, what the fuck is a friend
Before I lose it, I'ma try to count to ten
Fuck 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 shift
Cup thicker than Buffie the Body, no beer bitch yeah
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
(We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.50] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[00:16.07] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[00:20.27] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[00:26.01] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[00:29.78] The top back, like a old nigga hairline
[00:32.35] Oh, you looking for a woman, you can have mine
[00:34.31] My pimping iPhone, unlimited airtime
[00:36.73] Use to see her for free, but she charging a fee now
[00:39.21] 'Cause she with me now, she rolling with a boss
[00:41.67] Loving the passenger side, what the fuck is in the house
[00:44.29] And with her head in my lap, you know what's in her mouth
[00:46.79] My slab newborn baby, booty smooth
[00:49.29] J-Dawg told you, what them swangas do to you
[00:51.62] Have you chunking the deuce, to a person you never knew
[00:53.93] Never leave home without it, that's something you better do
[00:56.38] Got my FN-57, and a Beretta too
[00:58.85] Falling asleep at the light, is something I never do
[01:01.04] That's giving jerkers an opportunity, to get to you
[01:03.50] One hand on the wheel, other hand on the money
[01:06.09] I die behind mine, 'fore they take something from me yeah
[01:09.52] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[01:15.08] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[01:19.55] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[01:25.22] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[01:28.41] Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a Brazilian
[01:31.02] I am Phillip Banks, these are both my Vivian's
[01:33.59] Don't wanna fuck pussy, I wanna fuck a million
[01:35.87] It's a jungle inside, the ride reptilian
[01:38.55] Gators on my toes too, call 'em septillions
[01:41.04] Lunch where the water, ten dollars not Bennigans
[01:43.51] Hypnotize hoes, looking into them spinning rims
[01:45.75] Never retweet a hater, they are not worth mentioning
[01:48.30] Maryland to Michigan, any city they see me in
[01:50.98] Real Milwaukee, that's the birthplace of Pimpin' Ken
[01:53.46] No squares in my family, I'm not kin to them
[01:55.88] Excuse my rudeness, I never been a gentleman
[01:58.34] Old romances, be damned if I rekindle them
[02:00.78] Cutlass is one of the first cars, I was flipping in
[02:03.22] In the front El Debarge, in the back Barry White
[02:05.45] Hoe we rolling in a concert, on wheels tonight that's right
[02:08.86] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[02:14.41] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[02:18.65] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[02:24.45] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[02:28.33] Limousine tint, you can't see inside
[02:30.88] If TV's ain't in it, you can't get me to ride
[02:33.14] This the fo' do' edition, not the cheaper kind
[02:35.59] Three four seven dollar can ride, I don't need a dime
[02:37.92] So much money now, I be running from taxes
[02:40.24] Suit and tie nigga, money still under the mattress
[02:42.88] Send her out in the cold, she brought me back a stack quick
[02:45.25] White hoes heels break, hard to pimp a black bitch
[02:47.73] But I don't love you hoes, I love my ends
[02:50.33] One deep for life, what the fuck is a friend
[02:52.88] Before I lose it, I'ma try to count to ten
[02:56.35] Fuck a grenade, with no pin
[02:58.35] You know I'm looking, through Louis Vuitton lens
[02:59.97] H-I-D lights, the road is never thin
[03:02.72] Houston all the way to Miami, before the gears shift
[03:05.11] Cup thicker than Buffie the Body, no beer bitch yeah
[03:08.21] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[03:13.84] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[03:18.16] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[03:23.52] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[03:27.62] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[03:33.53] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[03:37.91] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[03:43.47] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[03:47.62]
[00:16.07] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[00:20.27] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[00:26.01] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[00:29.78] The top back, like a old nigga hairline
[00:32.35] Oh, you looking for a woman, you can have mine
[00:34.31] My pimping iPhone, unlimited airtime
[00:36.73] Use to see her for free, but she charging a fee now
[00:39.21] 'Cause she with me now, she rolling with a boss
[00:41.67] Loving the passenger side, what the fuck is in the house
[00:44.29] And with her head in my lap, you know what's in her mouth
[00:46.79] My slab newborn baby, booty smooth
[00:49.29] J-Dawg told you, what them swangas do to you
[00:51.62] Have you chunking the deuce, to a person you never knew
[00:53.93] Never leave home without it, that's something you better do
[00:56.38] Got my FN-57, and a Beretta too
[00:58.85] Falling asleep at the light, is something I never do
[01:01.04] That's giving jerkers an opportunity, to get to you
[01:03.50] One hand on the wheel, other hand on the money
[01:06.09] I die behind mine, 'fore they take something from me yeah
[01:09.52] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[01:15.08] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[01:19.55] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[01:25.22] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[01:28.41] Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a Brazilian
[01:31.02] I am Phillip Banks, these are both my Vivian's
[01:33.59] Don't wanna fuck pussy, I wanna fuck a million
[01:35.87] It's a jungle inside, the ride reptilian
[01:38.55] Gators on my toes too, call 'em septillions
[01:41.04] Lunch where the water, ten dollars not Bennigans
[01:43.51] Hypnotize hoes, looking into them spinning rims
[01:45.75] Never retweet a hater, they are not worth mentioning
[01:48.30] Maryland to Michigan, any city they see me in
[01:50.98] Real Milwaukee, that's the birthplace of Pimpin' Ken
[01:53.46] No squares in my family, I'm not kin to them
[01:55.88] Excuse my rudeness, I never been a gentleman
[01:58.34] Old romances, be damned if I rekindle them
[02:00.78] Cutlass is one of the first cars, I was flipping in
[02:03.22] In the front El Debarge, in the back Barry White
[02:05.45] Hoe we rolling in a concert, on wheels tonight that's right
[02:08.86] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[02:14.41] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[02:18.65] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[02:24.45] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[02:28.33] Limousine tint, you can't see inside
[02:30.88] If TV's ain't in it, you can't get me to ride
[02:33.14] This the fo' do' edition, not the cheaper kind
[02:35.59] Three four seven dollar can ride, I don't need a dime
[02:37.92] So much money now, I be running from taxes
[02:40.24] Suit and tie nigga, money still under the mattress
[02:42.88] Send her out in the cold, she brought me back a stack quick
[02:45.25] White hoes heels break, hard to pimp a black bitch
[02:47.73] But I don't love you hoes, I love my ends
[02:50.33] One deep for life, what the fuck is a friend
[02:52.88] Before I lose it, I'ma try to count to ten
[02:56.35] Fuck a grenade, with no pin
[02:58.35] You know I'm looking, through Louis Vuitton lens
[02:59.97] H-I-D lights, the road is never thin
[03:02.72] Houston all the way to Miami, before the gears shift
[03:05.11] Cup thicker than Buffie the Body, no beer bitch yeah
[03:08.21] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[03:13.84] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[03:18.16] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[03:23.52] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[03:27.62] Top back, cruising down the street, yeah, we ride
[03:33.53] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (east to the Westside, nigga, uh)
[03:37.91] Music up, banging up the speakers we ride
[03:43.47] (We ride nigga), yeah, we ride (north to the Southside, nigga, uh)
[03:47.62]