Yeah Yeah
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
Yeah
And I'ma let her go cause I know what she hittin for
Aaaahhh
We pull up
Hop out
Lookin' like some gold
We look like some superstars at the Texaco
She blow my line every time I be on the road
I don't reply I just slide to her apartment door
Oh yeah she got that whoa
She got that good good
Got me cutting off these hoes
She know what's good when I get it I won't tell a soul
Girl you a star I can see it through my telescope
Yeaah
Hopped out at the Texaco
With all my jewelry on
Looking like a superstar
Saw that thing from a far
And I said baby won't you come my way
She already knew the play
Fast forward and she right there
Got her panties on the nightstand
Doin' things in the night time
Throw it back with a slight grind
Phone ring in the background
Let it go to the voicemail
I don't know how to act now
Girl you is the one you know
I ain't gassing you no Texaco
Everytime you bling my line
I be right at your door
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
Yeah
And I'ma let her go cause I know what she hittin for
Aaaahhh
We pull up
Hop out
Lookin' like some gold
We look like some superstars at the Texaco
She blow my line every time I be on the road
I don't reply I just slide to her apartment door
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Yeah Yeah
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
Yeah
And I'ma let her go cause I know what she hittin for
Aaaahhh
We pull up
Hop out
Lookin' like some gold
We look like some superstars at the Texaco
She blow my line every time I be on the road
I don't reply I just slide to her apartment door
Oh yeah she got that whoa
She got that good good
Got me cutting off these hoes
She know what's good when I get it I won't tell a soul
Girl you a star I can see it through my telescope
Yeaah
Hopped out at the Texaco
With all my jewelry on
Looking like a superstar
Saw that thing from a far
And I said baby won't you come my way
She already knew the play
Fast forward and she right there
Got her panties on the nightstand
Doin' things in the night time
Throw it back with a slight grind
Phone ring in the background
Let it go to the voicemail
I don't know how to act now
Girl you is the one you know
I ain't gassing you no Texaco
Everytime you bling my line
I be right at your door
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
Yeah
And I'ma let her go cause I know what she hittin for
Aaaahhh
We pull up
Hop out
Lookin' like some gold
We look like some superstars at the Texaco
She blow my line every time I be on the road
I don't reply I just slide to her apartment door
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
Yeah
And I'ma let her go cause I know what she hittin for
Aaaahhh
We pull up
Hop out
Lookin' like some gold
We look like some superstars at the Texaco
She blow my line every time I be on the road
I don't reply I just slide to her apartment door
Oh yeah she got that whoa
She got that good good
Got me cutting off these hoes
She know what's good when I get it I won't tell a soul
Girl you a star I can see it through my telescope
Yeaah
Hopped out at the Texaco
With all my jewelry on
Looking like a superstar
Saw that thing from a far
And I said baby won't you come my way
She already knew the play
Fast forward and she right there
Got her panties on the nightstand
Doin' things in the night time
Throw it back with a slight grind
Phone ring in the background
Let it go to the voicemail
I don't know how to act now
Girl you is the one you know
I ain't gassing you no Texaco
Everytime you bling my line
I be right at your door
She just wanna ride cause she seen a nigga going live
Yeah
And I'ma let her go cause I know what she hittin for
Aaaahhh
We pull up
Hop out
Lookin' like some gold
We look like some superstars at the Texaco
She blow my line every time I be on the road
I don't reply I just slide to her apartment door
Writer: Taj Forchion
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