| Top down hair blowin in the wind rims spinning
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| That’s what Ryders do
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| Just me and the road I’m so in control and I’m feeling extra cool (Ryde Out)
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| I got the sun shining on my face eyes tinted by my Louis Vuitton shades
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do
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| Can you picture me on sunset watchin the sunset
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| Through the rear view of a sixty-seven corvette
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| I am not at all stressed cause I just seen the sun shine
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| For my nigga cause he still doin jail time
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| It could be worse I figure I’m roling down the window
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| Niggas whistling and pssst-per-in I’m actin like I don’t hear
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| I’m tryin to feel the breeze my mind is in Belize
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| I’m in the wife beater turning down the A. C
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| I’m taking time for me wonder where I’ma be
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| In seven years I’m doin sixty planning carefully
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| I’m on the inter state I’m playin Mary-J
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| Reminiscing on the love we had can you relate
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| Its just another day but it coulda been my last
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| That’s why I’m riding till its time to stop and get some gas
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| I’m watching riders pass with arms all out they ass
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| They on bikes throwin they R’s up
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| I throw 'em back
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| Top down hair blowin in the wind rims spinning
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| That’s what Ryders do
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| Just me and the road I’m so in control and I’m feeling extra cool (Ryde Out)
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| I got the sun shining on my face eyes tinted by my Louis Vuitton shades
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do
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| Yea roll with the winners mami
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| You see them spinners mami
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| Whip clean shoes come off for you and a mami
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| Ice bling like a candle light dinner mami
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| Five screens shit look like the staples center mami
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| I’m in a six coupe bumpin big snoop
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| Nah I’m in a blue drop bumping 2pac
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| Staring at the ocean mind on a new yacht
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| One button stash nine in the fuse box
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| I’m on the interstate they call P C H
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| In the front seat lean back like it’s easy eight
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| I move at heavy speeds I let the D’s debate ease the brakes
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| Ninety on the turn like a piece-a-cake
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| Air in the window blowin I got the indo goin
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| Rims look like they moonwalkin when the benzo goin
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| Smoking thinking drinkin lets spend a moment
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| Every sunny days a weekend and it’s a tender moment
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| Top down hair blowin in the wind rims spinning
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| That’s what Ryders do
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| Just me and the road I’m so in control and I’m feeling extra cool (Ryde Out)
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| I got the sun shining on my face eyes tinted by my Louis Vuitton shades
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do
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| What else can I say It’s just another day
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| I’m high off these trees I’m feeling great
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| A smile up on my face I’m happy to just see another day
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| My niggas ride by
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| I got my top down hair blowin
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| I don’t know where I’m goin
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| But niggas stareing like my top down brazier showin
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| Low riders red showin they lookin like I’m switchin
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| They wanna see my trunk space but I don’t feel them niggas
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| Wanna see my tattoo’s they screamin Scarlett baby
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| Can I get at you maybe another time boo
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| I’m having piece of mind
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| I double back if I decide to share a piece of mine
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| Right now I’m riding baby boo you see me with my crew
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| My bitches callin in sick ridin tomorrow too
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| Cause that’s what riders do
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| Whenever the sun shines you see I got my shades on
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| Cause this is my time matter of fact ride time
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| Top down hair blowin in the wind rims spinning
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| That’s what Ryders do
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| Just me and the road I’m so in control and I’m feeling extra cool (Ryde Out)
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| I got the sun shining on my face eyes tinted by my Louis Vuitton shades
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do
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| Ohh that’s what Ryders do |