Q-Tip - Let's Ride Lyrics
Brand new truck, butter soft seatFour point somethin with a low ride somethinAint nothin better than to ride out the hood with itWho lookin better and damn you lookin good in itTake a chance with a nigga in a choice rideListen to the cds I play insideMos def, jay, prince, and stevieMarvin gaye, led zeppelin, and biggieAnd when the evening is over loveGonna find a nice spot for the rover loveDo things to make the man in the moon blushMy mind race but I tell my waist dont rushYous a upper echelon pieceSo when you find ? ? ? ? then you dont freakYou wanna nibble on a nigga earAnd do all the things that make a nigga wanna get nearOh Im a queens representativeGet wild by any means my incentive isWhen we done, I start it up againAnd ride round with you cuz you my special friend, uh[chorus]Ooh, me and you I think we should riiiideCome on come on come on come onDont worry just done get insiiideCome on come on come on come onThe second cut, her ride is like artWe get creative in it when we take it out and spin itThe backseat is the canvas we paintin onAbstract the word we creatin onThe tvs in the back and the dash tooGot miss napkins and bambooDont worry, the tips past the legal oneOutkasts bangin loud in my eardrumThe way the wheels spin cuttin through the still windOutsiders lookin in with the ill grinFuel injected brand new inspectedEmissions got tested details perfectedGot the armor all touch empty out the dutchNo tobacco spillin on my rug clutchKick off your shoes show off your peticureShake off the blues we all forgettin moreBoy that thingStuff that brings ecstasy maybe you blinkA little harder than your average ? ? ? ? ?Lady tell me this is better than taking a cabAnd when you back tell all your girlsYou rode around hot-wheelin drinkin ? ? ? ? ?Vacationin, v up my v8Just one night we drive and we escapeChorus x2
