a trigger and the middle finger What you know about it? Man y'all clueless I let two women ride me, now that's carpoolers I rock stupid ice, Mister Water
take em all, hit the mall shopping hey shawty what you coppin' she heard that imma CEO my clothing line the top sold got a chick thats feelin' me, no kissing
see me roll through(Yup) Got the whole crew Timbaland he produce If you a fruit, Produce Riding in a old school(pimpen) like I'm poss to She french kiss
not know the way I asked the rock, sitting in a shade of grey I asked the rock, he didn't have a thing to say
Big swagger I'm a rock star like Mick Jagger And I got bars that I spit faster You a hot star no bitch badder So let me take you on a ride On a journey
s that pivotal moment It's, ah unthinkable This kiss, this kiss, unsinkable This kiss, this kiss You can kiss me in the moonlight On the rooftop under the sky, oh You can kiss
club, me in the Benz Icy grip, tellin' me to leave wit you and your friends So if shorty wanna, knock, we knockin' to this And if shorty wanna, rock, we rockin
when you see me fuck's my name na na Like I'm the bitch pushin' big six Likkle broad five foot pop big shit like See my clique ride big dick like Swiss
bar and drank out i'm straight out the players club, rockin' gators with leather gloves playin tough and showin ladies love i'm way above average, i know u love Paris, but we can ride
QB! Where the fuck y?all at? Ha! Ha! Ha! Yeah! Let?s go! Kiss money! Chain gleaming, switching lanes, two-seating Hate him or love him for the same reason
Something's wrong 'cause my mind is fading And everywhere I look there's a dead end waiting Temperature's dropping at the rotten oasis Stealing kisses
treat One look and I'd leave my feet Won't apologize for the way I feel She shook me up with the rock and reel I asked the girl if she was ready to ride
I keep it rocking, Like kid on that kiddycat till i'm buckit. After I get it, I wanne dismissed, You can style on mokit if you kiss it, kiss it. Dam
tight you should be clapping your hands (Clapping your hands) This track is tight you should be clapping your hands (Clapping your hands) As we ride
, let the whole party rock it When they see the kid, they'll be pulling down their socking' Cuz she know what it is, and I get the beer rock it I pop
was a rolling stone Yeah, I was raised on rock My mama said I had a devil to scratch my soul And I was raised on rock, raised on rock Shoot me up, baby
wanna rock me ah eh eh ah eh eh You see I'm tryin to get the punani but you just wanna rock me oooh check it So get your ride on ride the thundercloud
boo boo riding All up in that black with his chick right beside him Ladies, if you love your man show you the fliest Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride