Ride Slow

I have bad news for you Girl, I know I see the way you do it, way you do it for the gram’ Even though I ain’t your mans’ you still got me in your hands We can skrrt off in the foreign, foreign nights up in the lamb’ I just wanna know what’s the plan So ride slow with me (Ride slow, ride slow) Ride slow with me (Ride slow with me baby) Ride slow with me (Ride slow, ride slow) Ride slow with me (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) You used to ride around in high school, in that 94’ Corolla Now you all up in a Benz, with your friends and a chauffeur Yeah I see you with your fans, young Roxanne, Arizona Hella sick, you spreading shit like the Corona So what’s your aim baby? Tell me what you looking for Ain’t with these games baby, I can show you something more So what you saying baby? I got some keys to some shit So if you down, i’ll let you pick and we can dip We can chase after the sun on this California coast Cruise all through the night, we ain’t gotta do the most We ain’t in no Rolls Royce, but we can disappear like ghosts Or flex up on the rest of em’ like, “Whoa” Girl, I know I see the way you do it, way you do it for the gram’ Even though I ain’t your mans’ you still got me in your hands We can skrrt off in the foreign, foreign nights up in the lamb’ I just wanna know what’s the plan So ride slow with me (Ride slow, ride slow) Ride slow with me (Ride slow with me baby) Ride slow with me (Ride slow, ride slow) Ride slow with me (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) See, we can kick it in the wagon, me and you be hanging Ain’t been saying much, but I can sense you feel my thinking Fucking with your vibe, those brown eyes have got me sinking Intoxicated, but we ain’t even drinking So what’s your aim baby? Tell me what you looking for Ain’t with these games baby, I can show you something more So what you saying baby? I got some keys to some shit So if you down, i’ll let you pick and we can dip We can chase after the sun on this California coast Cruise all through the night, we ain’t gotta do the most We ain’t in no Rolls Royce, but we can disappear like ghosts Or flex up on the rest of em’ like, “Whoa” Girl, I know I see the way you do it, way you do it for the gram’ Even though I ain’t your mans’ you still got me in your hands We can skrrt off in the foreign, foreign nights up in the lamb’ I just wanna know what’s the plan So ride slow with me (Ride slow, ride slow) Ride slow with me (Ride slow with me baby) Ride slow with me (Ride slow, ride slow) Ride slow with me (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)