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MC Lyte - Ride Wit Me lyrics
Lytro, yeah, hm, yo Yeah, fuck the rest be, nobody can test me Rich like Nestle, thick like Wesley Snipe out, I'm the type that be about Crashin' up in ya joint and knockin' the lights out Feelin' lovely, trust me, I'm drug free Only chewed on bringing out the thug in me Cos you sittin' on my nerves, when we've already heard That garbage, played-out crap you call rap Some chicks say they love that, well I'm above that Calling me a ? ? ? it's two, double O two And my crew roll thick like BIG Act up, and be puttin' that ass to sleep You got nothing for me, been there, smelt the dope and Rollin' with the shelter, making niggas jail free Like a Luger, I spit thick shit That a leave ya squad sick, cos I ran up in this shit Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brotha, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brother, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me Still got the little frame with the big name Watch it change cos, nah nigga, we ain't in the same gang We walk different and we talk a different slang You a sidekick, and I'm a four point six range You a one roof flat, I'm fifty acres of land In Jamaica with your man laid up, gettin' a tan Thought you knew, I'm overdue And you're overrated so cats are over you I inspired you, come on now, no way ? that rumour, the consumer won't believe it anyway Never play with the messenger, Head on Joan of Arc When I'm coming through these parts like just cut the dark I'm a trendsetter, go getter, bringer back Cos I'm fed up, ready to get a set up Oh you scurred, vision blurred Cos I serve these words And pitch them bitches with a curse Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brotha, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brother, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me Yo what I'm sayin I've been layin' waitin' for the right situation New York hawk city playin', back in the BK bomber Niggas in the hood call me Lyte But brothers call me Lana Moorer the high scorer Play fool if you wanna, we closin' after quarter I started it and I shut the shit down Sit down, don't nobody move, I'm making haters quit now Been a long time coming but I'm running with the torch Race, got a lot a rats but I can't be caught, or bought Cos I won't sell out, that's why me and the big dogs, we fell out Not with a major, but I'm still major league Crash ya dome with this ? then watch your nose bleed You want it, you can get it anytime Cos I got many lines for niggas of any kind, you know me Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brotha, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brother, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brotha, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me Holla, get crunk, get live with me Brother, don't make you as fly as me Gotta get yo' ass up and vibe with me Come on ride with me, come on ride with me |
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