Need Somebody

That’s gon r-r-ride You need somebody that’s gon r-r-ride, you need somebody that’s gon Ouuuu, Ouuuuu She say I really really really love yo accent Girl I’m from New Orleans, and you know we make it happen I just hit the bong cause it bring me satisfaction Crazy all these bitches wanna kick it like contractions (Uh-uh) Leave it to an artist, ima paint em a picture Heavy hitter, so don’t put no Reginae in my swisher Riding through the city like I know I’m that nigga But the funny part about it, girl I know I’m that nigga I can handle pressure, I think pressure is nice If a nigga think he better, I can step on his life I’m tryna keep it together, I’m jumpin’ em like it checkers Used to f*ck with Alexis, now ima buy me a Lexus (Uh) Heater, making these niggas follow the leader Girl I’m in a hurry, I’m fuckin ya in my beater He ain’t really what he is, girl he a lie You can call me when you ready, cause I’m ready to slide (Ahh) Why you listen to those l-l-lies Why you listen to those l-l-lies You should tell that nigga b-b-bye You should tell that nigga b-b-bye You need somebody that’s gon r-r-ride You need somebody that’s gon r-r-ride And hold it down until we d-d-die And hold it down until we d-d-die Ayy, Ayy You need somebody that’s gon ride for you, you need somebody that’s gon slide for you (Ayy, ayy) You gotta love me when the sky is grey, you gotta love me when the sky is blue (Ayy, ayy) And I ain’t fucking with these other niggas (Nah) I’m gettin’ money, so I ain’t fuckin with other niggas (Ayy) I got my angels rolling with me, I ain’t taking no losses Ima crucify the niggas and bitches that tried to cross us Sauced em, nigga not knowing how much it costed em Gotta keep it pushing, they hate when they see ya blossom I’m really what I say, you ain’t gotta assume And everything I say is like the middle of June Sing me a tune, signed my scholarship on the news So I’m bouta take a victory cruise (Woo, yea) And ima make it, and all it take is some patience I started rite out the bottom, I’m jumpin’ outta ya basement (Woah) Why you listen to those l-l-lies Why you listen to those l-l-lies You should tell that nigga b-b-bye You should tell that nigga b-b-bye You need somebody that’s gon r-r-ride You need somebody that’s gon r-r-ride And hold it down until we d-d-die And hold it down until we d-d-die Ayy, Ayy You need somebody that’s gon ride for you, you need somebody that’s gon slide for you (Ayy, ayy) You gotta love me when the sky is grey, you gotta love me when the sky is blue (Ayy, ayy)