Muhteyoh - Ride or Die

It's levels to this stuff
You gotta follow up
People don't follow up with things
If you don't follow up
You get f***** up here
Now I'm upset because this nigga
Ain't trying to book me
But I believe I'm beautiful
So f*** his ass, because I'm beautiful
F*** his ass, maybe he got a wife
I didn't ask him, but like fellas I'm beautiful
F*** me, get my number or something
Nigga drove me home

Got me waiting on the summertime
Uh oh, you and I, uh oh
Ride or die (Ride or die)
Got me waiting on the summertime
Uh oh, you and I, uh oh
Ride or die (Ride or die)

Yeah aye, Woah aye, I been sticking
To the plan, woke up feeling like the man
L.A.I.D. Gang I stan, wait wait
I got hits on the way (On the way)
Better listen when I say (Say) uh
Black boys getting paid, ching
Woah Woah, baby girl wanna go
Come here momma let's roll
02 wit the skirt (On-road)
Queen wanna uh, Whitney with the love
Bobby Valentino tell me what ya want
Ohh want me to rush on over
Come closer ride or die baby controller
I got that feel good TeyOh a big mood (Big mood)
Body on soul food, her body on aye yeah

Got me waiting on the summertime
Uh oh, you and I, uh oh
Ride or die (Ride or die) waiting on summer
Got me waiting on the summertime
Uh oh, you and I, uh oh
Ride or die, waiting on summer

That joint its levels to this s****
Man what the f*** did she do
Her license tag blinged out too
I like that type of s***
Her steering wheel blinged out too
You saw that I like that type of stuff

Written by:
Matthew Bradley

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