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[Jadakiss]
I`m feelin this hook right here
Good lookin out Timbaland, y`know?
[Timbaland]
Uh-huh
What?
Uh-huh
What?
[Timbaland] (Eve)
[I need a ryde or die bitch]
(I like to rock Prada suits and my ass is fat)
[I need a ryde or die bitch]
(I push a Cadillac truck with my friends in the back)
[I need a ryde or die bitch]
(Smoke `dro, drink liquor, like to fuck `til I cum)
[I need a ryde or die bitch]
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue)
[Jadakiss]
Ha
Yo, yo, yo
Yeah, what`s up ma, what`s going on, I know you know `Kiss
The nigga with the hot flow and a cold wrist
Can flow always, sit on 4 K`s
Then wait for a drought and flood `em with all `dres
Ryde or die chick, hand do a B.I.
Give a nigga up north some ass on a V.I.
And she blackout when she in the mall
Got the brand new spring Prada shit in the fall
Don`t matter what size panties, fitting her small
And she don`t got no problem hittin` us all
And she said she got a man, but he in the fed
And she miss him so much that she pee in the bed
So you know I had to lighten her raw, fighting the dog
Pushing the seat back gettin` right in the fall
Make her use a fake credit card twice in a store
Might make you do it tomorrow you triflin` whore
[Styles Paniro]
I need a chick that ryde or die, pullin` the 5
Gettin` high with the Gucci frames over her eyes
Sweet to the tail, still won`t fuck in the Benz
cause she bought me a Polo coat and a couple of Timbs`
Doobie was rap, both in the movie with gats
Gave me head cause the movie was wack, word
Toasted her crib, blow in the fridge, she needed to work
I died and that bitch gon` put weed in my hearse
Gamed her to death, tattooed my name on her neck
You don`t wanna see me bangin` the left, hittin` the gas
That bitch out the window poppin` heat in yo` ass
You could catch Holiday in a Holiday Inn
With a bad bitch swallowin` gin, word
And if it got to do with money count Holiday in
With my ryde or die bitch that`ll body your man
You don`t like me as a artist, she gon` body your fam`
[Sheek Luchion]
Uh, uh, yo
Yo, when you see Sheek, don`t look at me as Sheek from The L.O.X.
Look at me as that cat that know how to box
Know about glocks, know about slingin` them rocks
Know about runnin` from cops and switchin` up spots
How to get rich, know about thuggin` a bitch
Fuck `em in the park, fuck a sweet as the Ritz
They like that shit, and I ain`t gotta spend no checks
Fuck diamonds, all they really want is rough ass sex
And they name, shout it out when I`m up at Flex
I get drunk with bitches that don`t get drunk
Don`t get high, have `em doing drive-by`s
Shit they never did, forgetting about they kids
Moms babysitting, ain`t seen her in a week
I`m a bad influence to parents that hate Sheek
I need a ryde or die bitch that`ll take this coke
Out of town, and come back and breakdown when I`m broke, what
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