Lox - Ryde Or Die, ***** Lyrics
[jadakiss]Im feeling this hook right hereGood looking out timbalandYou know[timbaland]Uh-huhWhat?Uh-huhWhat?<chorus>[timbaland] (eve)[i need a ryde or die *****](I like to rock prada suits and my ass is fat)[i need a ryde or die *****](I push a cadillac truck with my friends in the back)[i need a ryde or die *****](smoke dro, drink liquor, like to ***** til I cum)[i need a ryde or die *****](I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue)<repeat 2xs w/ slight variations by jadakiss>[jadakiss]HaYo, yo, yoYeah, whats up ma, whats going on, I know you know kissThe nigga with the hot flow and a cold wristCan flow always, sit on 4 ksThen wait for a drought and flood em with all dresRyde or die chick, hand do a b.i.Give a nigga up north some ass on a v.i.And she blackout when she in the mallGot the brand new spring prada shit in the fallDont matter what size panties, fitting her smallAnd she dont got no problem hittin us allAnd she said she got a man, but he in the fedAnd she miss him so much that she pee in the bedSo you know I had to lighten her raw, fighting the dogPushing the seat back gettin right in the fallMake her use a fake credit card twice in a storeMight make you do it tomorrow you triflin whore<chorus>[styles paniro]I need a chick that ryde or die, pullin the 5Gettin high with the coogi frames over her eyesSweet to the tail, still wont ***** in a benzcuz she bought me a polo coat and a couple of timbsDoobie was rap, both in the movie with gatsGave me head cuz the movie was wack, wordToasted her crib, blow in the fridge, she needed to workI died and that ***** gon put weed in my hearseGamed her to death, tattooed my name on her neckYou dont wanna see me bangin the left, hittin the gasThat ***** out the window poppin heat in yo assYou could catch holiday in to holiday innWith a bad ***** swallowin gin, wordAnd if it got to do with money count holiday inWith my ryde or die ***** thatll body your manYou dont like me as a artist, she gon body your fam<chorus>[sheek luchion]Uh, uh, yoYo, when you see sheek, dont look at me as sheek from the l.o.x.Look at me as that cat that know how to boxKnow about glocks, know about slingin them rocksKnow about runnin from cops and switchin up spotsHow to get rich, know about thuggin a ********** em in the park, ***** a sweet as the ritzThey like that shit, and I aint gotta spend no checks***** diamonds, all they really want is rough ass sexAnd they name, shout it out when Im up at flexI get drunk with *****es that dont get drunkDont get high, have em doing drive-bysShit they never did, forgetting about they kidsMoms babysitting, aint seen her in a weekIm a bad influence to parents that hate sheekI need a ryde or die ***** thatll take this cokeOut of town, and come back and breakdown when Im broke, what<chorus>
