[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do,
And then I, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to
Bring it back home to you, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good

[Ace Hood]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me,
My gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me,
See this the remix shawty ima keep the cash coming,
Don't guess who played the track and fast to keep the cash running,
You my official lady, no booin like mcgrady, don't do nobody favors,
Tell em fuck off and pay ya, thats what I love about you,
Don't watch no soap operas, you back that paper half naked get that ? in prada,
Then bring them dollas back to papa give you half a profit,
You can go b low the money, that louie bag of hundreds,
We trying to holla, but she be hella fronting, she never met a nigga real as

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
She my Lamborghini, I'm her 57,
When she hold me I close my eyes and just picture heaven,
She picture perfect, this a perfect picture,
I'm stuffing thousand lines in each and every verse I get ya,
I kiss her in the mouth, she watch my money stack,
She know I'm here forever, its deeper then a rap,
I have multiple showing, she one in a milli,
Now its colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies,

[Juelz Santana]
Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it,
But she know how daddy roll I'm coming back home wit it,
Sometime I take her wit me when I go and get my dough,
Cause my girl roll harder then some niggas I know,
And I know, that she know, I'm by her side,
She by my side,
And if I ride then she goin' ride and we goin' ride until we die, now now now now,
Picture us rolling, in something stolen, steering wheel twirlin',
Who? me and my girlfriend.

[Chorus]

[Ace Hood]
I gotta chick that'll hold me down, she moving no, when im outta town,
She ride or die and keep it line she never deny me down,
She find me shit that's bigger then ? the baddest bitch around,
That's why I let her push the whip and drop the top and down,
And give her the stacks you just imagine you should see the smiles,
I have her shipping crates to different places out of town,
Baby we balling see them hatas they so out of bounds,
Lets have a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down,
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style,
See this the remix bay I might just put that tonguing down,
Gotta keep it gutta baby I'm trying to hear that moaning sound,
Cause you my ride or die it ain't no question about that

[Chorus]

Writer : ROBERTS, WILLIAM / MOLLINGS, JOHNNY / MOLLINGS, LENNY / NAJM, FAHEEM / JAMES, LERON / NEVERSON, TREMAINE / MCCOLISTER, ANTOINIE / CARPENTER, MAURICE / ELLIOT, LEIGH
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, UNIVERSAL TUNES, A DIVISIO OBO LEE MAJOR GROUP