NINETIES (BINAH)
Will you ride
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Will you ride
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Come make love to me
Like R&B in '93
Neighborhood superstar
Neighborhood celebrity
I need you to stand tall
When you standing next to me
Witchur back to the wall
Would you back it up for me
I admire you
Cuz you're so different
Can I rely on you
When on my mission
Up upon a star
I was hoping n wishing
It feels like a genie
Fulfilled my wishes
It feels like I'm dreaming
With my eyes wide open
The box got me fiending
Like I'm smoking that potent
Your legs splitting open
Let me give you this dope dih
The stroke got you running
Like where the hell did you go bih
You can't buy true love
But let me take you out that Honda
Just long as you keep a promise
Word to your momma
Don't pull up to my crib
With none of the drama
Throwing hands at my whip
Like you was E. Honda
Will you ride
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Will you ride
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Will you ride
You ride
Will you lie
You lie
Will you cry
You cry
Will you die
You die
Henny
Blanco
Woah
Let's go
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Will you ride
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Come make love to me
Like R&B in '93
Neighborhood superstar
Neighborhood celebrity
I need you to stand tall
When you standing next to me
Witchur back to the wall
Would you back it up for me
I admire you
Cuz you're so different
Can I rely on you
When on my mission
Up upon a star
I was hoping n wishing
It feels like a genie
Fulfilled my wishes
It feels like I'm dreaming
With my eyes wide open
The box got me fiending
Like I'm smoking that potent
Your legs splitting open
Let me give you this dope dih
The stroke got you running
Like where the hell did you go bih
You can't buy true love
But let me take you out that Honda
Just long as you keep a promise
Word to your momma
Don't pull up to my crib
With none of the drama
Throwing hands at my whip
Like you was E. Honda
Will you ride
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Will you ride
You ride, for me
Will you lie
You lie, for me
Will you cry
You cry, for me
Will you die
You die, for me
Will you ride
You ride
Will you lie
You lie
Will you cry
You cry
Will you die
You die
Henny
Blanco
Woah
Let's go
Credits
Writer(s): Andres Blanco
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