Let's Ride Songtext
von Luke

Sasa!
Westside, let′s ride
Sasa!
Westside, let's ride
Sasa!
Westside, let′s ride

Sasa!
Westside, let's ride
Sasa!
Westside, let's ride
Sasa!
Westside, let′s ride

Sasa!
Westside, let′s ride
Sasa!
Westside, let's ride
Sasa!
Westside, let′s ride


Sasa!
Westside, let's ride
Sasa!
Westside, let′s ride
Sasa!
Westside, let's ride

Sasa!
Westside, let′s ride
Sasa!
Westside, let's ride
Sasa!
Westside, let's ride

What up, motherfuckers, in the house!
Westside, Brooklyn, in the house
You′re from the Bronx to the Westside
Hit it out for three; that′s what's up
Carolina, the girl can get the fly, fly
Where the boys just wanna buck and grind ya

ATL, with the vibe to turn up
Bring the mob back then; turn up
Where the ladies don′t get it, and we say
We see 'em, get down to the kick down
And we getting back, yo, stop the ground
And then press two, see the one, one
What a party at, and you know we can be all done


Westside, Southside
Let′s ride!
Southside, Eastside
Let's ride!
Eastside, Westside
Let′s ride!

Here we go, one to roll
I'm-a swing it over to the East Coast
Pick it up town, right there in the hat
West 25, what the bills should be happy
Pay up, feel for a bad bitch
And then queens can be blissin'

Three to the room, we′re checkin′ back in queens
Shout out, Hill, when we back in Jeans
My day nights catch my city heat
Head to Miami, black on the beach
Just to the West, I got love for the two
Play the VIP club, 6-2

Probably jumping over in the bay
Outfront, baby, feel the flow, crazy, I told ya
Gotta go!
You see we're four more, got the white, yo
Been a can fool

Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!
Let′s ride!
Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!

Let's ride!
Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!
Let′s ride!
Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!

Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!
Westside!
Northside!
Eastside!
Southside!
Westside!

ATL, rock this motherfucker!
Yeah, yeah!
Three track, rock this motherfucker!
Yeah, yeah!
South Town, rock this motherfucker!
Yeah, yeah!
D.C., rock this motherfucker!
Yeah, yeah!
This motherfucker!

Yeah, yeah!
Young Girl!
Young Girl!
Young Girl!
Check it, check it, check it, girl
Young Girl!

One time, for my niggas on the West Side
LA, let the party get hot
And then hit the body and get hot
And then the free, at the bitch, with the thick meat
Get a home grain when they got tea
Box 64, how to do it

From Detroit, I live a south fire
Now get high, roll out 7 miles
From the Northside to the Southside
Had to stop down, and the girls go wide
Clubs on the road, with the folks on me

People all miss and fallin' about it
Right now or not
Take a bounce out the goat, with the grain and all
Top nights, you know how to go
Everybody promise you want and got hoes

Southside!
Eastside!
Westside!
Let′s ride!
Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!

Let's ride!
Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!
Let's ride!
Westside!
Eastside!
Southside!

Westside, and the money make it high!
Eastside, and the money make it high!
Northside, and the money make it high!
Westside, and the freaky party!
Oh, talkin′ about freakin′ out
And the money make it hot
Fall!