Geret - Let's Ride

Shorty was running, out of time
She had other choices, didn’t choose mine
So now I’m thinking, it’s time to ride
Roll the windows down
Spark that shit and let’s get high
Girl you got me fucked up, faded
This life I live I know you hate it
But the world mine now for the taking
The team next up, no debating
Gotta get that check then we headed out (Headed out)
West coast livin’, baby, tell me what that ‘bout (What that ‘bout)
Sand in your feet, sip sex on the beach
Got your own bartender now (Aye)
I make them drinks ’n mix ‘em cold
Got tree for you to roll, and when the bars close
We go’n make our way back home
And I’ma roll another one and then I’ma make you moan
And if you like that we can try again tomorrow
Shorty was running, out of time
She had other choices, didn’t choose mine
So now I’m thinking, it’s time to ride
Roll the windows down
Spark that shit and let’s get high
I been around the globe once or twice
But to tell the truth I’m paradise
Don’t mean to be cocky, just precise
And if you want me baby girl I got a price
Dick ain’t free and neither is this life
You ain’t really living if I’m seeing things right
You need to get away, obtain hindsight
Visions of that past that weren’t doing ya right
Gotta make a change so let’s make it now
Gotta glo up before we can get down
I ain’t messing around girl take ya time
For now I’m on the beach soaking up sunshine
Shorty was running, out of time
She had other choices, didn’t choose mine
So now I’m thinking, it’s time to ride
Roll the windows down
Spark that shit and let’s get high

Written by:
Geret Smith

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