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Ace Hood Feat. Trey Songz
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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
And 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 let's just ride with me, swear that I got us mama
One thing I love about her, 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 grinding, bumping 9 to 5
Gotta get this money, paper calling but you never whine
Gotta answer cash, come with bags, you should see your eyes
That's why I surprise, provide you stacks to ease your worried mind
'Cause when I'm gone, lil mama home alone, that every time
You never blow my phone up yet 'cause you respect the grind
And you never holler 'bout a problem, keep it all in line
My gutta baby, never maybe, always on the rise
Even though I'm in the streets you know exactly what I do
And 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 um, we can do them long vacations, thinking 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 the streets, the only way that we gon' eat
I keep it gutta, never cuddle when we in them sheets
I get some cutta, grab the duffel, then I'm in the streets
Come back with bundles, spent 'bout half a G in Louis V
But you ain't tripping, never question 'bout a nigga G
We keep it real, ain't no other that can fill your 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 my Beyonce, I'm Hova, won't you ride for me?
Even though I'm in the streets you know exactly what I do
And 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, ride, ride, ride, ride
'Til the wheels 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
And I promise this to you, I'ma get us out the hood
Into them places had you thinking that you never could
But you gotta ride like them tires on the Mini Coop
I'ma get this cash, paper bags, then get half to you
Forget them haters, keep you tailored, see what sexy do
And I love your body, all I think about is doing you
And I love the money so I guess it's like I'm doing two
You ride or die, same smile when you see it through
Even though I'm in the streets you know exactly what I do
And 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, oh
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