Ride (feat. Trey Songz)

Ace Hood

See mama, all I want you to do is hold it down for me

I want you to be my ride or die

While I go get this money, I promise I'ma get us out the hood, baby

Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do

And when I chase this paper

You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you

'Cause I ride or die, girl, we gon' be good

And if you ride or die, we gon' make it out this hood

Listen, baby, look, just ride with me

Swear that I got us, mama

One thing I love about it

See you ain't with that drama

You be my ride or die, like Bonnie, I'ma play the Clyde

Promise to move you out the hood into a bigger house

That's why you never trip, I'm grindin', bump a 9 to 5

Gotta get this money, paper callin', but you never whine

Gotta ask the cash, come with bags, you should see your eyes

That's why I surprise about you stacks to ease your worried mind

'Cause when I'm gone, lil' mama home alone at every time

You never blowed my phone up yet 'cause you respect the grind

And you never hollerin' 'bout a problem, keep it on the line

My gutta baby, never maybe, always gonna ride

Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do

And when I chase this paper

You ain't gotta wait for mea to bring it back home to you

'Cause I ride or die, girl, we gon' be good

And if you ride or die, we gon' make it out this hood

Ace Hood, baby

And um, we can do them long vacations, thinking Jamaica lately

Can't take them deep relations, baby, just keep it patient

Shawty know what I do, shawty know who I be

You know I'm in the streets, the only way that we gon' eat

I keep it gutter, never cuddle when we in them sheets

I get some cutta, grab the duffle, then I'm in the streets

Come back with bundles, pimp a half a G and Louis V

But you ain't trippin', never question 'bout a **** G

We keep it real, ain't no other that could fill your sneaks

I ride for you, you ride for me, that's where we need to be

I hold you down, you hold me down, and I fulfill your dreams

You're my Beyonce, I'm Hova, won't you ride with me?

Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do

And when I chase this paper

You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you

'Cause I ride or die, girl, we gon' be good

And if you ride or die, we gon' make it out this hood

Now what's the definition of a rider?

Through it all, they gon' stand right beside ya

If you got one, look 'em in the eyes

Tell 'em you gon' ride

Tell 'em you gon' ride, ride, ride, r-ride, ride

Till the wheels fall off, or the day that I die

That's on my life, ain't nothing wrong with tryna love somebody

Tryna tell you, shawty, that

Ace, and I promise this to you, I'ma get us out the hood

Into them places that you thinkin' that you never could

But you gotta ride like them tires on the Mini Coop'

I'ma get this cash, paper bags, and give half to you

Forget them haters, keep you tailored, see what's sexy do

And I love your body, all I think about is doin' you

And I love the money, so I guess it's like I'm doin' two

You ride or die, same smile when you see the loot

Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do

And when I chase this paper

You ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you

'Cause I ride or die, girl, we gon' be good

And if you ride or die, we gon' make it out this hood

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we gon' make it out

We gon' make it out this hood, whoa