Текст песни Spice 1 - Ride Wit Me
Spice 1 - Ride Wit Me слова песни
(Chorus) 2xBaby come and go on this jack with meCome and do some savage thug shit with meIf I die up in this dramaWould you ride for me?You can be like Bonnie and Clyde with me(Verse 1):Fuckin` on the hood of my BenzRobbin` some of your old boyfriends (boyfriends)Dressed in black like twins (like twins)You sexy I`m saggin` (saggin`)Bitch put this clip in your purse (your purse)Cause we about to go do some dirt (dirt)These niggas think you won`t ride (won`t ride)Comin` with the element of surpriseI be hidin` in back up the trunkLeave it half unlock so I can dumpMuthafuckaThese bitch niggas play hoe games (hoe games)But the shit gon stop todayCause I`ma take this AK (AK)Stick a Glock in your lingerieAnd we gon handle this shit like G`s , bitch (biAAtch!)You can distract `em with your cleavage (you know I`m sayin` hahaha)Kick on back with Spice 1 (spice 1)Baby, you can ride shotgun (shotgun)Little rings around your titty-nipplesWhile I`m puffin` on my blunt (my blunt)Just some gangsta shit that I do (I do)When I ride with me and you (me and you)We alone in the middle of the nightRubbin` my .44 between your thighsYou ain`t scared it`s the thug in meGot your lips on my neck and you`re huggin` meTinted bulletproof window so they can`t seeJust a down-ass bitch and a hard-ass GHahaahaahha(Chorus):(Verse 2):Feelin` on your ass while you`re bustin` out the roofYellin` : 187 out the stolen coupe (coupe)Baby come and go on this lick with meBorn killers like `Mickey` and `Malorie`You in love with a fugitivePo-po lookin` for me where I used to liveain`t got no more jail time to giveB-a-b-a bomb first my prerogativeWhen I see your G-string in a hot tubClips and gats all around makin` hot loveAnd you`re always down for a lil` sex , money and murderLaids up with a reload the gun won`t me to serve yaGot you lost in a thug world Fully loaded magazine playin` with your pearlCrystal kinda ?? by the pool-sideGot two twin-Glocks : Hers and His NinesOther hoes is fakin` you`re the realestWhen it come to nanana you got the illestGot a nigga hittin` switches in the king-sizeMe and you get dressed and goin` Hoo-rideThat`s how we do it Some haters ?????Me and my bitch got you mark-ass niggas scaredIf you don`t comin` with the money she gon empty leadLeave a nigga in a hooptie with a half-head(Chorus):