Ride

Ayy, I just wanna ride with you Ayy, I just wanna ride with you What are we gonna do? Ay I just wanna slide up here I just wanna ride with you Oh yeah baby, where are we going? Where are we going? It's been real, it's been real, you know I do my thing I pull up in that Benz, and you pull up in a Ram You're feeling me now, you're feeling my style Feeling me now, I'm getting it now I, I know that you want it, I can see it all in your face I know that you ride stick, I can tell you all the turns Come to the hills, I wanna chill Hop in my wheels, pop you a seal (I heard) Wanna eat it everytime a nigga see your face You know I hate it every time you say you walk away Oh no Ayy, you moving it, you grooving, you 'bout to do your thing You wanna have real sex and you wanna wear the chain Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, I just wanna ride with you Ayy, I just wanna ride with you What are we gonna do? Ay I just wanna slide up here I just wanna ride with you Oh yeah baby, where are we going? Where are we going? She wanna wear the chain and drink a bottle of Hennessy They ask you who your man, baby girl you just mention me Keep it trill, you love my style, I'm young and wild She like Jacqueline Onassis she be getting flea We be riding in the drop like the Kennedys, ayy Where are we going? (Ayy) Where are we going? (Ayy, a-ha, ayy) We living the good life, we party on the hill I let her push the 'Rari so she know this shit is real Ayy I just wanna ride with you Ooh yeah, woah, oh yeah Where are we going? I wanna ride (Where are we going?), I wanna ride Wanna ride with you (You, yeah) Where are we going? (You) Where are we going? (Ooh baby yeah) Oh baby, I just wanna ride with you