[Chorus] (2x) Ridin' 'round and my car's low (What you waitin' for?) I feel like I hit the lotto (What you waitin' for?) I'm ridin' 'round and my girl's high (What you waitin' for?) We're ridin' 'round just to get by (What the fuck you waitin' for?)
[Verse 1] I don't gotta hide, no, I don't got reason to lie I don't need your drama, I don't need you to survive You don't gotta say it cause I know that you don't like me You and all your friends can open wide, go on and bite me I know I'm some shit and I'm cool with it You can't tell me shit, don't come and share your dialect Ridin' 'round your city like the cops now Cause there's no way that we're gonna stop now
[Chorus] (2x)
[Verse 2] I know it sounds strange, but I used to count change On the counter at the grocery store, the bags I would arrange Now his face is looking kinda flustered He didn't know that I was my own hustler Baby, understand, I don't need a man Fuck me over, I'll fuck you worse then take off to Japan Think that I couldn't cross the street without holdin' his hand And that if he did his dirt he'd get off with a reprimand
[Outro] Oh no, oh no, oh no Oh my, oh my, oh my Now we're ridin' 'round your city with the top down Ridin' 'round your city like the cops now
Oh no, oh no, oh no Oh my, oh my, oh my Ridin' 'round your city with the top down Cause my passenger is pretty, we won't stop nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
