Ryder (Luv You)

Need you to put this work up in your bra for me Pull over for a second, make this call for me I put the strap up in ya purse, don't forget it baby And we got drugs all in the car, so don't be driving crazy (Let's go) She my ryder or die She my ryder or die She my ryder or die (love you daddy) Ryder or die You my baby, you my biznite, you my bitch (845 shit) Red balloon is tatted on her, it's legit (Uh-huh) Pull us over, keep it quiet, plead the fifth That's quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick (Ahh) Something lite, couple stacks, I'll do anything to please her Smack her ass when she leaving but I could never leave her (I could never) You the boss, you the bomb, you a diva Perfume from Chanel, smell so good, trying to eat her This that Bobby Brown and Whitney in the limousine Tell the driver hit the drive thru at Kennedy's I love you baby, ride or die Double dating, homicide If you my shooter and you love me then you know you gotta slide She be Wooing to the drill but ride this dick like it's the five We just hit the stove, complete the mission Started cooking up and end up fucking in the kitchen (Whip it) Need you to put this work up in your bra for me Pull over for a second, make this call for me I put the strap up in ya purse, don't forget it baby (Are you dumb?) And we got drugs all in the car, so don't be driving crazy She my ryder or die She my ryder or die She my ryder or die (love you daddy) Ryder or die Don't know ya ex (Damn) Just know that he ain't f*ck you good enough Ain't pop up on you with those gifts, like oh you shouldn't have Don't know bout credit, he ain't teach you how to stack Ain't teach you how to cook the crack Ain't eat that pussy from the back This that dick that when I miss ya call, you gotta check the temp Got you callin up ya friends, just to call up all my friends Like where that n***a been? F*ck this n***a been And when ya finally speak, you say don't do that shit again (I'm him) Well I'm your boy, I'm ya man, I'm ya guy Just know we ganging so you got to pick a side (Balloon shit) Don't be pussy, for that kitty squeeze the nine Cross ya bulletproof vest and hope to die Put that S up on her chest cause she the new super head She get freaky, you ain't see it when I put up my leg (You ain't see it) That's a bird, that's a plane, nah that's my girl with all her chains Diamonds twinkle little star, the flyest pretty little thing wait? (Let's Go) Need you to put this work up in your bra for me Pull over for a second, make this call for me (What we doing) I put the strap up in ya purse, don't forget it baby And we got drugs all in the car, so don't be driving crazy (Bow, bow)