| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| In this mackin' game, I’m too cold
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| The way I’m winning on these boys got my head swole
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| From these dimes, I get pull
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| These gals strangers to each other and they got my car full
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| I’m on a new plateau with so
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| Many gals around me, some I don’t even know
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| Thirty-six gals, six Alaskan, senior high
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| Ten black, ten Asian, eight Latin, eight white
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| When I pick them up from school, they look good what they wearing
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| They hop in my car while stupid niggas staring
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| I’m coming up fast
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| Locking up these models, with all this cash
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| Man, my life potent
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| My win game off the chain, I keep an unreal quotient
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| And you lockers can’t make it cease
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| It’ll never go down, only increase
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Sometimes they just post me up
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| Lock me down in my spot so I can’t get up
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| But when we go out it’s whatever they want to do
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| Movies, fine cuisine, sometimes the two
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| Find they asses no boundaries
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| It’s like they my bodyguards, the way they surround me
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| And they start texting me when I come home
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| They hit me so much, shit gets stuck in my phone
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| 'Cause where we go it’s whatever
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| Rain, sleet, snow it don’t matter the weather
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| And sometimes when it’s dark
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| They take me to go parlay at the park
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| Folks see it and they wonder what’s going on
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| Then they see it’s me and they just move on
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| That’s everyday in my life
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| Nothing going wrong, everything going right
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl
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| Me and you, let’s ride baby girl |