Cha Cha - Ride Out (feat. Jim Crow) Lyrics
Haters approach but they DOA'dTry next week we ain't with it todayIt ain't my fault you got no moneyYou need to go get you some, won't make me noneI hit hard like a slam drumSlum and slang with a ton of gamesWreck my brain, my patience wearing inFake friends trying to blend inIt tend to get on my nervesMy circles get 'sturbedSplit a check firt a real man Chula fursTry to make it home but he struck on thirdMe fall off? No sirHad did it once before, but I call it whiplashSnap back quick when It comes to cashThat's when them niggas start watching ya assBut I make 'em dizzy you like who is itChorus:2xs[Jim Crow]The backstabbers keep an eye outYou better watch out, before they find outWhere you hide out, deep down southShorty ride out, before ya time out[Cha Cha]How many niggas you know down and crazyDown to lie for the baby, in a ride like y'allTo many ladies is jealous of the MercedesAnd how close we are lately, that's why I don't like broadsEither you chickens like all in the businessAsking y'all who did it, them inquiring type broadsIntimidated cause I could be the missesBut I'm like a little sister and I'm tired of liking y'allI only ride shot gun cause it's rightfulMake her hope in the back just to be fightfulJust because I know it's tight when my eyes closedJust as soon as these niggas drop me off she gone be out thoughBoth times I co-signed the whole nineProved to be ya third eye when you go blindKnow I'm, Miss Cha Cha sadiddyOff the top and many, pop them anyAnd the Crow out to get himChorus:What's it's gone be is you and meWe in the middl