| If I call my baby
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| She pick up the phone every time
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| At the the drop of a dime
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| That rider
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| Your girl don’t need any kind of lover
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| Be the right kind of lover
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| Be the kind of girl
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| Make me want to turn you to a mother
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| And I promise, promise, baby
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| There’ll be always and forever
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| Yeah, we’ll always be together
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| If you show me your ambitions of a rider
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| (Your ambitions of a rider)
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| If you show me your ambitions of a rider
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| (Your ambitions of a rider)
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| Would you ride for me?
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| Would you die for me?
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| Had no money, would you still love me?
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| If I got jammed up and did a little time
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| Would you still be the woman who gon' hold it down
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| Through the hard times
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| And the cloudy days
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| Would you stand strong?
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| Would you run away?
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| All the bullshit, and all the heartache
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| She still ridin' with a nigga since the first day
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| Her ambitions of a rider
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| She would be around if I never had a dollar
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| She would be my nurse if I ever need a doctor
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| Bonnie and Clyde, she never side with the coppers
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| Never break code, forever be loyal
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| Never break ties 'til we buried in the soil
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| If it ever go down, she trynna go too
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| Down for whatever bullshit I’m going through
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| She’s my backbone
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| Nothing like that feeling
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| When I’m in her so long
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| Passion and that loveing that between us so strong
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| Grippin' on that ass, she just tell me «hold on»
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| She could be the wife, maybe one day
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| Have a few kids go and travel out the state
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| She gonna ride or die for a nigga 'til the grave
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| And I hope it never change
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| Your girl don’t need any kind of lover
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| Be the right kind of lover
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| Be the kind of girl
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| Make me want to turn you to a mother
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| And I promise, promise, baby
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| There’ll be always and forever
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| Yeah, we’ll always be together
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| If you show me your ambitions of a rider
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| (Your ambitions of a rider)
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| If you show me your ambitions of a rider
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| (Your ambitions of a rider)
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| Need a down bitch for a real nigga
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| Never lied to her, keep it real with her
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| Got her own money, but she a go getter
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| She allergic to them broke and the ho niggas
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| Rule number one is that it ain’t none
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| Probably make shawty my wife when the day come
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| Nothing like a pretty lady who can roll up
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| Them other hoes, yeah they mad, so what?
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| Me and you for life, team us
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| Big face rollies, you can get the same one
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| I’m in that Mulsanne, you in that coupe, what?
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| Ain’t that many people 'round that I do trust
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| You the last of a dying breed
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| Ride for me baby, everything is guaranteed
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| Anything you ever wanted, or ever need
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| Turn life out of any dream
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| I mean that, keep it 100
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| When I need that, she gon' come runnin'
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| When I fiend for it, give that ass to me
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| Never tell her no, she get the last from me
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| If I get jail, gotta go to court
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| She be right there, need I say more?
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| Love
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| Your girl don’t need any kind of lover
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| Be the right kind of lover
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| Be the kind of girl
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| Make me want to turn you to a mother
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| And I promise, promise, baby
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| There’ll be always and forever
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| Yeah, we’ll always be together
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| If you show me your ambitions of a rider
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| (Your ambitions of a rider)
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| If you show me your ambitions of a rider
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| (Your ambitions of a rider) |