Andre Nickatina - Classified lyrics

[Andre Nickatina - Classified lyrics]

When I met you baby, you was for sale
I just stepped out of the county jail
For a punk ass misdemeanor
My PO don't like Nickatina
And an old man was lettin' ya go
And I could see I was
What you was looking for
He said bring me a G, then next week a G
I said "Check this out pops
I'm back tomorrow at 3"
Don't worry how I got that G
Just worry I was right back there at 3
Started you up, and it was legit
I never thought I'd fall in love so quick
Filled you up with gasoline
Took you to the wash spot and got ya clean
Cleaned the dash, rubbed that ass
And everything was slow, I didn't do it fast
Man it took about an hours time
But, you looked so fine from the waxy shine
And on my mind I thought about the Alpines
So I loaded your behind with some 6 x 9's
So when you sing people hear you sang
I'm a nigga so baby I'm a do these thangs
Pioneers blastin' out Aretha Franklin
Sometimes I'm wonderin' what you thankin'

My ride (my ride) , my ride (my ride)
You don't fake, steal, cheat, or lie
My ride (my ride) , my ride (my ride)
And our relationship is classified

I remember the day I bought me some Timbs
That was the same damn day
I bought you some rims
At Kims, in the city of dope
And once we hit the streets, me and you
We smoked
On weed, wrapped in chocolate phillies
Other freaks saw us and they went silly
I remember ones name, her name was Billy
The other was a cousin out of Kansas City
They'll drop they clothes, I suppose
But meanwhile my baby girl needs some vogues
She told me everything that was on her mind
Who she loved, who she despised
Why she like the night way
Better than the day
And did I like Ali or Casius Clay?
I said "I like your conversation
How you shoot to kill
But whats this strange relationship?"
She said if I can hang, than she can hang
And we'll never hit the bay
Bridge in the slow lane
No thang, like bangers bang
And she hate the police just
As much as me mayne

My ride (my ride) , my ride (my ride)
You don't fake, steal, cheat, or lie
My ride (my ride) , my ride (my ride)
And our relationship is classified

I could feel you get jealous
When I rented a freak
Your carborator had you layin' up for weeks
Then we smoked like friends
Put that to an end
Now I'm back in her muthafuckin' heart again
Cleaned your leather, got a darker tint
Over the rearview got the cherry scent
Hit the streets, like mean Joe Greene
Thats when I told her about my scheme
A night trip back and forth from LA
So I'm a have to leave you for about a day
It was cool, LA's the spot
But, I couldn't wait to see
My lady on the block
But just like a bullet had hit my spine
As soon as the focus had hit my eyes
My fist tightened up, I was mad and stunned
My baby was the victim of a hit and run
She was cryin', she said Dre
Man I look so ugly
Is there a way you'll ever love me? nope
She seen it in my eyes
A brand new vision of a brand new ride

New ride (new ride) , New ride (new ride)
That won't fake, steal, or lie
New ride (new ride) , New ride (new ride)
And out relationship is classified

Check it to my tiga grand wizard it's me
What (what) check it

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