Shorty wanna ride with a nigga, might aswell vybe with a nigga, you know
Do you wanna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
I heard you wanna go wit me, picnic, on a date, then go home wit me
Bumping 12 play, Al green, Marvin Gaye, and a little bit of Jodeci
Shorty I can tell that you f*cking wit a vibe
You like the way I smell, I can see it in your eyes
You got on that Chanel, Christian Dior on my side
When I'm touching you down ya spine, got you shivering every time
You got your heart for sell, but baby I want your mind
My phone is like a cell, let me lock you up in my line
You like it I can tell, when I bring you to the side
Slide my hands between yo thighs, then I tell you that this is mine
Are we clear Baby
I ain't mean, I'm sincere baby
And when I put it back under, don't run for cover like you scared lady
I know you grown I'm grown too
So doing what we doing I just think we suppose to
Only thing I'm tryna ruin is what's under yo belt boo
And If I have to stick it, ima lick it, then belch too
When I beat it, I treat it, a little rough then I'm gentle
When I eat it I mean it, but that just means that your special
Just to let you know
I won't let you go
I still got your mind, your heart I have to go
You wanna let me go
But I still won't leave
I gotta finish what I started or it's not complete
I just took ya flow, if you know you know
I'm tired of fighting for your love, when you won't fight for me
Because you still don't know
What you do to me
If loving was a murder, you're a first degree
Cause shorty tryna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
But she ain't tryna grow wit me, even if it feels right know it's wrong for me
Cause shorty tryna take my soul, so ima have to let you go
Got hurt too many times, out here looking for a heart that ain't mine
I think I'll pass, roll up that gas, and spark the blunt a few times
Do it for me, cause I don't smoke, but I'm still tryna get high
Instead of tryna please a bitch, that ain't gon help wit my grind
I just gotta bounce back, shorty said she getting cheese but it's a mouse trap
Now she stay up hearing me, up on my soundtrack
Cause I'm progressing, middle finger to my exes, cause I learned that they're a lesson
Baby
Do you wanna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
I heard you wanna go wit me, picnic, on a date, then go home wit me
Bumping 12 play, Al green, Marvin Gaye, and a little bit of Jodeci
Baby I'm a thug why you trippin, I'm just sitting in a car windows tinted, when I let my top down
Tryna come and roll wit a pimpin, cause you never seen the game how I spit it, when I show you my style
Baby I'm a thug why you trippin, I'm just sitting in a car windows tinted, when I let my top down
Tryna come and roll wit a pimpin, cause you never seen the game how I spit it, when I show you my style
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English
Shorty wanna ride with a nigga, might aswell vybe with a nigga, you know
Do you wanna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
I heard you wanna go wit me, picnic, on a date, then go home wit me
Bumping 12 play, Al green, Marvin Gaye, and a little bit of Jodeci
Shorty I can tell that you f*cking wit a vibe
You like the way I smell, I can see it in your eyes
You got on that Chanel, Christian Dior on my side
When I'm touching you down ya spine, got you shivering every time
You got your heart for sell, but baby I want your mind
My phone is like a cell, let me lock you up in my line
You like it I can tell, when I bring you to the side
Slide my hands between yo thighs, then I tell you that this is mine
Are we clear Baby
I ain't mean, I'm sincere baby
And when I put it back under, don't run for cover like you scared lady
I know you grown I'm grown too
So doing what we doing I just think we suppose to
Only thing I'm tryna ruin is what's under yo belt boo
And If I have to stick it, ima lick it, then belch too
When I beat it, I treat it, a little rough then I'm gentle
When I eat it I mean it, but that just means that your special
Just to let you know
I won't let you go
I still got your mind, your heart I have to go
You wanna let me go
But I still won't leave
I gotta finish what I started or it's not complete
I just took ya flow, if you know you know
I'm tired of fighting for your love, when you won't fight for me
Because you still don't know
What you do to me
If loving was a murder, you're a first degree
Cause shorty tryna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
But she ain't tryna grow wit me, even if it feels right know it's wrong for me
Cause shorty tryna take my soul, so ima have to let you go
Got hurt too many times, out here looking for a heart that ain't mine
I think I'll pass, roll up that gas, and spark the blunt a few times
Do it for me, cause I don't smoke, but I'm still tryna get high
Instead of tryna please a bitch, that ain't gon help wit my grind
I just gotta bounce back, shorty said she getting cheese but it's a mouse trap
Now she stay up hearing me, up on my soundtrack
Cause I'm progressing, middle finger to my exes, cause I learned that they're a lesson
Baby
Do you wanna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
I heard you wanna go wit me, picnic, on a date, then go home wit me
Bumping 12 play, Al green, Marvin Gaye, and a little bit of Jodeci
Baby I'm a thug why you trippin, I'm just sitting in a car windows tinted, when I let my top down
Tryna come and roll wit a pimpin, cause you never seen the game how I spit it, when I show you my style
Baby I'm a thug why you trippin, I'm just sitting in a car windows tinted, when I let my top down
Tryna come and roll wit a pimpin, cause you never seen the game how I spit it, when I show you my style
Do you wanna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
I heard you wanna go wit me, picnic, on a date, then go home wit me
Bumping 12 play, Al green, Marvin Gaye, and a little bit of Jodeci
Shorty I can tell that you f*cking wit a vibe
You like the way I smell, I can see it in your eyes
You got on that Chanel, Christian Dior on my side
When I'm touching you down ya spine, got you shivering every time
You got your heart for sell, but baby I want your mind
My phone is like a cell, let me lock you up in my line
You like it I can tell, when I bring you to the side
Slide my hands between yo thighs, then I tell you that this is mine
Are we clear Baby
I ain't mean, I'm sincere baby
And when I put it back under, don't run for cover like you scared lady
I know you grown I'm grown too
So doing what we doing I just think we suppose to
Only thing I'm tryna ruin is what's under yo belt boo
And If I have to stick it, ima lick it, then belch too
When I beat it, I treat it, a little rough then I'm gentle
When I eat it I mean it, but that just means that your special
Just to let you know
I won't let you go
I still got your mind, your heart I have to go
You wanna let me go
But I still won't leave
I gotta finish what I started or it's not complete
I just took ya flow, if you know you know
I'm tired of fighting for your love, when you won't fight for me
Because you still don't know
What you do to me
If loving was a murder, you're a first degree
Cause shorty tryna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
But she ain't tryna grow wit me, even if it feels right know it's wrong for me
Cause shorty tryna take my soul, so ima have to let you go
Got hurt too many times, out here looking for a heart that ain't mine
I think I'll pass, roll up that gas, and spark the blunt a few times
Do it for me, cause I don't smoke, but I'm still tryna get high
Instead of tryna please a bitch, that ain't gon help wit my grind
I just gotta bounce back, shorty said she getting cheese but it's a mouse trap
Now she stay up hearing me, up on my soundtrack
Cause I'm progressing, middle finger to my exes, cause I learned that they're a lesson
Baby
Do you wanna roll wit me
Top down doing 50 on a 30 speed aye
Chillin by the lake, sunset eating grapes, while I'm reading you some poetry (yeah)
I heard you wanna go wit me, picnic, on a date, then go home wit me
Bumping 12 play, Al green, Marvin Gaye, and a little bit of Jodeci
Baby I'm a thug why you trippin, I'm just sitting in a car windows tinted, when I let my top down
Tryna come and roll wit a pimpin, cause you never seen the game how I spit it, when I show you my style
Baby I'm a thug why you trippin, I'm just sitting in a car windows tinted, when I let my top down
Tryna come and roll wit a pimpin, cause you never seen the game how I spit it, when I show you my style
Writer: Elijah Gladney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid