Ace Hood, Trey Songz - Ride lyrics
[Ace Hood, Trey Songz - Ride lyrics]
Cheah, Ace Hood see mama
All I want you to do is hold it down for me
I want you to be my ride or die
While I go get this money
I promise I'ma get us out the hood baby
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
Baby look, just ride with me
Swear that I got us mama
One thing I love about it
See you ain't with that drama
You be my ride or die like
Bonnie I'ma play the Clyde
Promise to move you out the
Hood into a bigger house
That's why you never trip
I'm grindin' bump a 9-5
Gotta get this money
Paper callin' but you never whine
Gotta ask the cash come with bags
You should see your eyes
That's why I suprise about you stacks
To ease your worried mind
'Cause when I'm gone
Lil mama home alone at every time
You never blowed my phone up yet
'cause you respect the grind
And you never holla 'bout a problem
Keep it all in line
My gutta baby, never maybe always gonna ride
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
And umm we can do them long vacations
Thinkin' Jamaica lately
Can't take them deep relations, baby
Just keep it patient
Shawty know what I do, shawty know who I be
You know I'm in these streets
The only way that we gon' eat
I keep it gutta
Never cut her when we in them sheets
I get some cutta
Grap the duffle then I'm in the streets
Come back with bundles
Pimp a half a G and Louis V
But, you ain't trippin'
Never question 'bout a nigga G
We keep it real
Ain't no other that could fill ya sneaks
I ride for you, you ride for me
That's where we need to be i hold you down
You hold me down and I fulfill your dreams
You're my Beyonce, I'm Hova
Won't you ride with me?
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
Now what's the definition of a rider?
Through it all
They gon' stand right beside ya
If you got one look 'em in the eyes
Tell 'em you gon' ride
Tell 'em you gon' ride, ride
'Til the wheel fall off or the day that I die
That's on my life
Ain't nothing wrong with tryna love somebody
Tryna tell you shawty that
Ace, and I promise this to you
I'ma get us out this hood
Into them places that you thinkin'
That you never could
But, you gotta ride like them
Tires on the Mini Coop' i'ma get this cash
Paper bags and give half to you
Forget them haters, keep you tailored
See what's sexy too and I like your body
All I think about is doin' you
And I love the money
So I guess it's like doin' two
You ride or die same smile
When you see the loot
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we gon' make it out
We gon' make it out this hood, no
All I want you to do is hold it down for me
I want you to be my ride or die
While I go get this money
I promise I'ma get us out the hood baby
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
Baby look, just ride with me
Swear that I got us mama
One thing I love about it
See you ain't with that drama
You be my ride or die like
Bonnie I'ma play the Clyde
Promise to move you out the
Hood into a bigger house
That's why you never trip
I'm grindin' bump a 9-5
Gotta get this money
Paper callin' but you never whine
Gotta ask the cash come with bags
You should see your eyes
That's why I suprise about you stacks
To ease your worried mind
'Cause when I'm gone
Lil mama home alone at every time
You never blowed my phone up yet
'cause you respect the grind
And you never holla 'bout a problem
Keep it all in line
My gutta baby, never maybe always gonna ride
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
And umm we can do them long vacations
Thinkin' Jamaica lately
Can't take them deep relations, baby
Just keep it patient
Shawty know what I do, shawty know who I be
You know I'm in these streets
The only way that we gon' eat
I keep it gutta
Never cut her when we in them sheets
I get some cutta
Grap the duffle then I'm in the streets
Come back with bundles
Pimp a half a G and Louis V
But, you ain't trippin'
Never question 'bout a nigga G
We keep it real
Ain't no other that could fill ya sneaks
I ride for you, you ride for me
That's where we need to be i hold you down
You hold me down and I fulfill your dreams
You're my Beyonce, I'm Hova
Won't you ride with me?
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
Now what's the definition of a rider?
Through it all
They gon' stand right beside ya
If you got one look 'em in the eyes
Tell 'em you gon' ride
Tell 'em you gon' ride, ride
'Til the wheel fall off or the day that I die
That's on my life
Ain't nothing wrong with tryna love somebody
Tryna tell you shawty that
Ace, and I promise this to you
I'ma get us out this hood
Into them places that you thinkin'
That you never could
But, you gotta ride like them
Tires on the Mini Coop' i'ma get this cash
Paper bags and give half to you
Forget them haters, keep you tailored
See what's sexy too and I like your body
All I think about is doin' you
And I love the money
So I guess it's like doin' two
You ride or die same smile
When you see the loot
Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you
'Cause, I ride, or die, girl we gon' be good
And if you ride, or die
We gon' make it out this hood
Yeah, yeah, yeah, we gon' make it out
We gon' make it out this hood, no