Ride for That Songtext
von MO3

Imma ride for that
Roger that
Imma ride for that
Die for that
Came straight from the bottom straight to the top
Gotta thank god that we made it out of this spot
Hallelujah
Imma ride for that
Die for that
Imma ride for that
Roger that
Tell your hoe to quit calling me on my phone
With nobody help I did it all on my own


They know I demand a coupe
Oh I′m the man it's true
Oh that′s your man he through
I play with them bands a fool
I'm tryna meet a Felicia
I don't wanna keep her don′t need her
I′m fly as hell jeepers creepers
I bet I could fuck my old teacher
I sold that dope out the bleachers
You told them folks you the people
I run the game Derek Jeter
I just turned my chain to a freezer
Rollie on me this bracelet ain't making sense
I stayed down through the hard times
The way I grind is what made me this
Tryna take the chance to make me rich
HNIC I wasn′t made to quit
Ain't no black in my vision
The profit I get it they got it let′s split it let's take a trip
I dedicate the love in my life to this
Shit that′s just the way I'm built
So acknowledge that tell 'em roger that I gotta ride for that
This a major flip for them paper chips

Imma ride for that
Roger that
Imma ride for that
Die for that
Came straight from the bottom straight to the top
Gotta thank god that we made it out of this spot
Hallelujah
Imma ride for that
Die for that
Imma ride for that
Roger that
Tell your hoe to quit calling me on my phone
With nobody help I did it all on my own


I bought the whip out the lot
I bought a clip for the Glock
We finally made it we look at the top
I used to hang on the block
I put them bands in them denims
She jump out her pants Imma hit her
Fuck is you saying lil nigga
I pull up in a van with hittas
We tryna ball like the Ruckers
This my confession no Usher
I know how to hustle I come from the struggle
We just wanna double the money
Won′t jeopardize my lifestyle for a fuck nigga I promise
Coupe cost about a hundred
I′m so infatuated with these commas
And I put it all on my momma go tell 'em I got ′em they just wanna see
I live the life of piranhas I did what
I did just to get out the streets
So tell 'em don′t sleep on lil 3 that's
A hundred on me wanna run it I beat
Recline it on leather and diamonds they
Know where to find me they know Imma eat

Imma ride for that
Roger that
Imma ride for that
Die for that
Came straight from the bottom straight to the top
Gotta thank god that we made it out of this spot
Hallelujah
Imma ride for that
Die for that
Imma ride for that
Roger that
Tell your hoe to quit calling me on my phone
With nobody help I did it all on my own

What the fuck I done did
Young rich nigga I′ma count skrilla
Foreign whip with your bitch
Young rich nigga know I'm gon' hit her
Pussy nigga wanna flex
Know I got hittas that′ll get him off
Ride ′round like a boss
Ride 'round like a boss