Low Ridin
Ridin'
by Mya
Published
Its been five hours since you left here boy
Said you be round the block
Had to make a stop, So i kept your dinner Hot, hot, hot
And I been waiting for you ever since
But its three in the morning (yeah)
'cause three turns into four and four turns into five
Then six rolls around, whatcha you tryin to do
Baby, make me cry
I dont know what I did, But i know what Im gonna do
Im gonna find you
Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past that bitch's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
When you steped to me, you had nothin
But the shoes on yo feet, no place to sleep
So i let you lay yo head on my pillow
You didnt have a dime, so i helped you fight yo
cryin
Its just a waste of time, and i played the fool for you
but its three in the morning (yeah)
and its not a weekend (ohhh)
'cause three turns into four and four turns into five
Then six rolls around, whatcha you tryin to do
Baby you made me cry
I dont know what I did, But i know what Im gonna do
Im gonna find you
Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past that bitch's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
I been sippin on red bull, so there aint gone be no sleep tonight
Not gonna let you go (oh nooo) without a fight
See your the type to make a girl to think she know aint right
Five dollars of gas, and im drivin fast
where ya at, where ya at, where ya at (Ohh Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past that tricks house
You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
its three in the morning
its four in the morning
its five in the morning
where ya at, where ya at, where ya at
by Mya
Published
Its been five hours since you left here boy
Said you be round the block
Had to make a stop, So i kept your dinner Hot, hot, hot
And I been waiting for you ever since
But its three in the morning (yeah)
'cause three turns into four and four turns into five
Then six rolls around, whatcha you tryin to do
Baby, make me cry
I dont know what I did, But i know what Im gonna do
Im gonna find you
Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past that bitch's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
When you steped to me, you had nothin
But the shoes on yo feet, no place to sleep
So i let you lay yo head on my pillow
You didnt have a dime, so i helped you fight yo
cryin
Its just a waste of time, and i played the fool for you
but its three in the morning (yeah)
and its not a weekend (ohhh)
'cause three turns into four and four turns into five
Then six rolls around, whatcha you tryin to do
Baby you made me cry
I dont know what I did, But i know what Im gonna do
Im gonna find you
Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past that bitch's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
I been sippin on red bull, so there aint gone be no sleep tonight
Not gonna let you go (oh nooo) without a fight
See your the type to make a girl to think she know aint right
Five dollars of gas, and im drivin fast
where ya at, where ya at, where ya at (Ohh Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past yo mama's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin past yo boy's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin, Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
Im ridin, Im ridin past that tricks house
You got me ridin, Im ridin by all yo ex's house
You got me ridin, Im ridin Im ridin tryin to find you
Baby you got me out here lookin for you (Im)
its three in the morning
its four in the morning
its five in the morning
where ya at, where ya at, where ya at
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