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she wanna ride - j. stone lyrics

[intro]
(she wanna ride)

[verse 1: j. stone]
smokin’ marathon, mix with the cookies
ball hard, i’m a all star, i came a long way from a rookie (yeah)
got a mouthpiece, i never had to pay for no p*ssy (nah)
kept my mouth shut every time the [?] (for sure)
got out of jail, got off parole, now all the clubs book me (facts)
i keep a drum, it’s a hater that can’t wait to cook me
we lost nip, lost fatts, lost g.i (yeah)
can’t see the snakes if the grass lift knee high (real sh*t)
you couldn’t walk in my shoes, ain’t the right size (nah)
i own masters, that’s money for a life time
black on black with the 40, got it matching with the leathers (uh)
used to f*ck on ratchets with a ratchet on the dresser (real)
i apply pressure, hundred mill’ on the schedule
all money in, i’m bringin revenue (get it in)
we smoke pounds, no shake, no booth, all cake (uh)
y’all smokin’ reggie bush, this that [?]

[chorus: garren]
(ooh*ooh, yeah)
real n*gga, i’m stickin’ to the code (stickin’ to the code)
we been drinkin’, smokin’ on the low
she wanna ride, she wanna ride wherever we go (she wanna ride, she wanna ride)
she wanna ride, she wanna ride wherever we go
[post*chorus: garren]
(go, go)
(go, go)
(go, go, go, go)
she wanna ride, she wanna ride
(go, go) go, go
(go, go) ooh
(go, go, go, go)

[verse 2: j. stone]
she wanna ride wherever we go (let’s go)
we outside, outside, don’t care where we go (she don’t even know)
took her out the low bottoms now she in red bottoms (nah)
all that gossip you hear about me don’t care about it
don’t give me no problems (no problems)
i know some haters with more followers but no dollars
don dada, top shotta, flow proper (yeah)
skinny n*gga but the hoes call me “big poppa”
i’ma cop it, never been a window shopper
lil’ sh*t stopper, i’m a center of the topic
been stock it, rolex wrist watches (uh)
big deposits, b*tch, come spin the block
now she in tiffinay’s, i took her to the 60’s
let her meet the homies in the hood where the crips be (real hood)
i’m born and raised on crip street
graduated to the big league
[chorus: garren]
(ooh*ooh, yeah)
real n*gga, i’m stickin’ to the code (stickin’ to the code)
we been drinkin’, smokin’ on the low
she wanna ride, she wanna ride wherever we go (she wanna ride, she wanna ride)
she wanna ride, she wanna ride wherever we go

[post*chorus: garren]
(go, go)
(go, go)
(go, go, go, go)
she wanna ride, she wanna ride
(go, go)
(go, go)
(go, go, go, go)

- j stone lyrics

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