(feat. Trey Songz, Rick Ross & Juelz Santana)
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do,
and then I, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to
bring it back home to youuu, because I ride, or die, girl we
gon be good
[Ace Hood:]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me,
my gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me, see
this the remix shawty I'm a keep the cash comin, don't guess
who played the track and fast to keep the cash runnin, you
my official lady, no booin like mcgrady, don't do nobody
favors, tell em fuck off and pay us, that's what I love
about you, don't watch no soap operas, you back that paper
half naked get that? in prada, then bring them dollas back
to papa give you half a profit, you can go b low the money,
that louie bag of hundreds, we tryin to holla, but she be
hella frontin, she never met a nigga real as... so it's all
or nuttin
[Rick Ross:]
She my lamborghini, I'm her 57, when she hold me I close my
eyes and just picture heaven, she picture perfect, this a
perfect picture, I'm stuffin thousand lines in each and
every verse I get ya, I kiss her in the mouth, she watch my
money stack, she know I'm here forever, it's deeper then a
rap, I have multiple showin, she one in a milli, now it's
colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies,
[Juelz Santana:]
Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it, but she know how daddy
roll I'm coming back home with it, sometime I take her with
me when I go and get my dough, cause my girl roll harder
then some niggas I know, and I know, that she know, I'm by
her side, she by my side, and if I ride then she gon ride
and we gon ride until we die, now now now now, picture us
rollin, in something stolen, steering wheel twirlin, who? me
and my girlfriend.
[Ace Hood:]
I gotta chick that'll hold me down, she moving no, when I'm
outta town, she ride or die and keep it line she never deny
me down, she find me shit that's bigger then? the baddest
bitch around, that's why I let her push the whip and drop
the top and down, and give her the stacks you just imagine
you should see the smiles, I have her shippin crates to
different places out of town, baby we ballin see them hatas
they so out of bounds, let's have a toast, I'm supposed to
lay your body down, I spread the money round give it to ya
doggy style, see this the remix bay I might just put that
tonguein down, gotta keep it gutta baby I'm tryin to hear
that moanin sound, cause you my ride or die it ain't no
question about that...
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, because I ride or die, girl we
gon be good, cause if you ride or die, we gon make it out
this hood...