[Intro - Trey Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly I do And I, chase this paper You ain't got to wait for me to bring it back to you Because I ride, or die, girl we to be good
[Verse 1 - Ace Baby just hold it down, I a chick that'll ride for me My gutter baby who scared to put in time for me See this the shawty I'ma keep the cash coming guess who played the track and fast to keep the cash running You my official lady, no booing McGrady, don't do nobody favors Tell them fuck off and pay you, that's I love about you watch no soap operas You back that paper naked, get that coke and product Then bring them dollars to papa, give you half a profit You can go blow the money, that Louis bag of Niggas be trying to holler, but she be fronting She never met a real as So it's all or
Even I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do And when I, chase paper You ain't got to wait for me to it back home to you I ride, or die, girl we going to be good And if you ride, or die, we to make it out this hood
[Verse 2 - Ross] She my Lamborghini, I'm her '57 When she hold me I close my and just picture Heaven She picture perfect, this a picture I'm stuffing lines in each and every purse I get you I kiss her in the mouth, she my money stack She know I'm here forever, deeper than the rap I have shones, she one in a milli' Now colorful stones, because there's ice in my Phillies
3 - Juelz Santana] Sorry, I got to go, I got to get it But she how daddy roll I'm coming back home with it I take her with me when I go and get my dough Because my girl roll harder some brothers I know And I know, that she know, I'm by her side, she by my And if I ride, then she going to ride, and we going to until we die Now now now now, picture us rolling, in stolen Steering wheel twirling, who? Me and my
[Verse 4 - Ace I got a chick that'll hold me She no pounds, when I'm out of town She ride or die and keep in line she never deny me She find me shit bigger then grits The bitch around That's why I let her push the whip and the top and down And give her the stacks you just imagine, you should see the I her shipping crates to different places out of town we balling see them haters they so out of bounds Let's have a toast, I'm supposed to lay your down I spread the money around, give it to you style See this the remix bay, I might just put that down Got to keep it gutter bay, I'm trying to hear moaning sound Because you my ride or die it no question about that