Can I Ride With You?
Uh huh
See look, this beat
This shit bump nigga
This shit hit different
What
Westside Ballentine shit
Uh huh
Look
I been up and down the hood from pollards to spartan market
Roll the joint, spark it
Hit it like a target
I'm high
My catharsis, gone be trill regardless
I'm dipping
Avoiding the niggas that stay tripping
Whipping, getting the rhythm from fly bitches
Slip resistant
Never get me off my pimping
I'm Just fly that way
The cortez, the sweats, the khakis
I can't go a day without being the nigga you hate
Hit watergate
Bend the corner straight
Ain't nothing to it but to get up into it
Man thats the truest
My game was truant
But i got it on lock now
The top down
Hit the freeway, i'll be there quicker than the DJ
Run the game like a relay
Get her home like Foxy Brown
Then she say
Nicki you got so much style
Roll up and let me make it worth your while
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you)
Now let me tell you how i got up on my grind
I made up in my mind
That i'd be the greatest of all time
Cuz the rhymes, they ain't about shit these days
Niggas don't even care about who can push the biggest whip these days
It's bout who can pop the most pills these days
I need a zip, something real exotic
Some bomb ass chronic
Have me rapping off topic
I need the biggest bills
I need the biggest wheels
I need to ride around with the steel
Just in case a mark wanna be up in my grill
Sliding like I'm riding on four banana peels
I got skills
So cold, seven below the windchill
I do it Big Tyme
Rims look like windmills
You wack
And a lame
And a phony
You rap corny
All that wordplay but ain't got no game
You trying to impress your homies
That's a goddamn same
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you)
This is strictly for the hood
Westside Ballentine, my nigga it's all good
Gold accents and digits
The era of riding spinners
Dipping down the street on chrome
Find a passion of your own
Be yourself or you gone end up all alone
Always preferred Motorola pagers over phones
But, that's just a sign of the times
You was born in 96
How you know about that
How you know about the music
The clothes
The flows
The hoes
Nigga I don't know
I'm just a old soul
It hit different when it's from a different zip code
You don't get hoes
I make em bust like flipmode
Who haa nigga
You sweet like glucose
She want a P
Girlfriends, I don't think I do those
Niggas letting bitches beat they ass to Pluto
I won't hit her
But she'll have shakenhoe syndrome
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you)
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you
See look, this beat
This shit bump nigga
This shit hit different
What
Westside Ballentine shit
Uh huh
Look
I been up and down the hood from pollards to spartan market
Roll the joint, spark it
Hit it like a target
I'm high
My catharsis, gone be trill regardless
I'm dipping
Avoiding the niggas that stay tripping
Whipping, getting the rhythm from fly bitches
Slip resistant
Never get me off my pimping
I'm Just fly that way
The cortez, the sweats, the khakis
I can't go a day without being the nigga you hate
Hit watergate
Bend the corner straight
Ain't nothing to it but to get up into it
Man thats the truest
My game was truant
But i got it on lock now
The top down
Hit the freeway, i'll be there quicker than the DJ
Run the game like a relay
Get her home like Foxy Brown
Then she say
Nicki you got so much style
Roll up and let me make it worth your while
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you)
Now let me tell you how i got up on my grind
I made up in my mind
That i'd be the greatest of all time
Cuz the rhymes, they ain't about shit these days
Niggas don't even care about who can push the biggest whip these days
It's bout who can pop the most pills these days
I need a zip, something real exotic
Some bomb ass chronic
Have me rapping off topic
I need the biggest bills
I need the biggest wheels
I need to ride around with the steel
Just in case a mark wanna be up in my grill
Sliding like I'm riding on four banana peels
I got skills
So cold, seven below the windchill
I do it Big Tyme
Rims look like windmills
You wack
And a lame
And a phony
You rap corny
All that wordplay but ain't got no game
You trying to impress your homies
That's a goddamn same
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you)
This is strictly for the hood
Westside Ballentine, my nigga it's all good
Gold accents and digits
The era of riding spinners
Dipping down the street on chrome
Find a passion of your own
Be yourself or you gone end up all alone
Always preferred Motorola pagers over phones
But, that's just a sign of the times
You was born in 96
How you know about that
How you know about the music
The clothes
The flows
The hoes
Nigga I don't know
I'm just a old soul
It hit different when it's from a different zip code
You don't get hoes
I make em bust like flipmode
Who haa nigga
You sweet like glucose
She want a P
Girlfriends, I don't think I do those
Niggas letting bitches beat they ass to Pluto
I won't hit her
But she'll have shakenhoe syndrome
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you)
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Hey Nicki
You're such a player
I wanna love you
So can I ride with you
Ride with you
(Ride with you
Credits
Writer(s): Lamont Moore
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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