[Hook] Top back, cruising down the street yeah we ride (we ride *****), yeah we ride (east to the westside ***** uh) Music up, banging up the speakers we ride (we ride *****), yeah we ride (north to the southside ***** uh) [Z-Ro] The top back, like a old ***** hairline Oh you looking for a woman, you can have mine My pimping i Phone, 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 ***** 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 baretta too Falling asleep at the light, is something I never do That's giving jackers 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 [Hook] [Z-Ro] Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a Brazillian I am Phillip Banks, these are both my Vivians Don't wanna ***** ******, I wanna ***** a million It's a jungle inside, the ride reptillian Gators on my toes too, call em step-tillians 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 ******s 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 [Hook] [Z-Ro] 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 *****, 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 ***** But I don't love you hoes, I love my ends One deep for life, what the ***** is a friend Before I lose it, I'ma try to count to ten ***** 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 ******ft Cup thicker than Buffie the Body, no beer ***** yeah [Hook - 2x]
[Hook] Top back, cruising down the street yeah we ride (we ride *****), yeah we ride (east to the westside ***** uh) Music up, banging up the speakers we ride (we ride *****), yeah we ride (north to the southside ***** uh) [Z-Ro] The top back, like a old ***** hairline Oh you looking for a woman, you can have mine My pimping i Phone, 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 ***** 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 baretta too Falling asleep at the light, is something I never do That's giving jackers 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 [Hook] [Z-Ro] Puerto Rican in the front, backseat is a Brazillian I am Phillip Banks, these are both my Vivians Don't wanna ***** ******, I wanna ***** a million It's a jungle inside, the ride reptillian Gators on my toes too, call em step-tillians 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 ******s 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 [Hook] [Z-Ro] 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 *****, 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 ***** But I don't love you hoes, I love my ends One deep for life, what the ***** is a friend Before I lose it, I'ma try to count to ten ***** 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 ******ft Cup thicker than Buffie the Body, no beer ***** yeah [Hook - 2x]
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