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We Ride

Uh, huh, I remember when I back in the days

When I ain't got shit

Now that I got shit, niggas wanna keep up shit

But it's all good

Watch me do this shit

Yo yo yo yo ay yo from my town to Chitown

R Kelly got some thugs to make you lock down

Voice cry hot sounds tied down cop twisters

Shop lifters with Benini schemes

Smoke greenie green candyman up in cabrini green

Some cats I know like to splurge on they wrists

But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist

But yo put your hands up y'all it's love in here

It ain't shit but a thug affair

I'm at the bar spendin' thug money

Hustle much huh

They say I love money carats like Bugs Bunny

So let's slide you got the right thong

You don't know? I'm all night long

The DJ playin' all the right songs

To the BM, REM's are Muy Bien

It's R. Kelly killer camp, baby girl can you dig now

Next time you see him yo he lay Mr. Big style

To all my players and my thugs, to all my honeys in the club

To all the hoods that show me love, we ride, we ride

To all my ballers rockin' ice, gettin' a room for the night

Takin' first class flights, we ride, we ride

I used to be in Chitown and collect panties

When I'm in cabrini green, you know I hit Sammy's

Thugged out ,yo my people givin' eye jammies

Now them shorties say I'm cute when they can't stand me

R. Kelly yo I'm right from the belly, you know the soul

Everything that we spit on is platinum gold

But now it's on the love, all the players and the thugs

Yo it's a party goin' on, meet me right at the club

We got some chickens in the living room gettin' it on

And they ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin'

Thugged out, my people gettin' head while we on and

And tear the club up every time we performin'

Gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up the place

Because this shorty right here lookin' good in my face

Ay yo it's so deep, I told Shorty just last week

Uh huh, it's like you remind me of my jeep

To all my players and my thugs, to all my honeys in the club

To all the hoods that show me love, we ride, we ride

To all my ballers rockin' ice, gettin' a room for the night

Takin' first class flights, we ride, we ride

Only ballers be allowed up in here

Moneymakers got my thug niggas

Watchin' my rear for player haters

18 and I'm livin' the dream, go figure

How a nigga, that's younger than you ice bigger

Don't sweat that, stick the rap, nigga try that

Call my nigga R Kell if you need a hit black

And when you get it, make it known baby who did it

It'll make your fans hit the stores and go get it

Now here come a bitter sweet note for the fellas

Left out the club with her friend, now she jealous

Mad 'cause she can't ride in the L S

Yeah, she kinda mad but a baller could care less

While you sleep, sleep, sleep

I'm in da Benz goin' beep, beep, beep

Got your girl sayin', "Yo, who he?"

So let's ride to Rockland's party

Check, ghetto pro, Federal Jay-Z, shake the dice

Let 'em go etter load, I tear down every show

Better know, cheddar prone like the chrome big Rolls

Say it y'all Jay you're, all I need is four bars

I'm hotter than a lotta men, switch up cars like Rodman's hair color

And hit your broad, I'm borderline, too much for the mortal mind

Every time you order me wine, find it's mortifyin'

Now pop that cork then pour the wine

Represent New York to Chitown

Like what floss mine, like of course mine what

Never cross my family can we all get along?

Hell no! now I'm tryin' to tell y'all

Who daddy is, dad rule that biz

Got your baby daddy but Jay-Z true that is

Better school that kid on whose shoes that is

Or who I be nigga, V I P jigga

To all my players and my thugs, to all my honeys in the club

To all the hoods that show me love, we ride, we ride

To all my ballers rockin' ice, gettin' a room for the night

Takin' first class flights, we ride, we ride

Let's get together and make this, make this loot

Make this loot, make this loot

Come on players, come on players

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