Lyrics Ride Remix - Juelz Santana , Trey Songz , Rick Ross , Ace Hood

Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do and when I
Chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good

Baby just hold it down
I need a chick that'll ride for me
My gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me
See this the remix shawty I'm a keep the cash comin
Don't guess who played the track and fast to keep the cash runnin
You my official lady, no booin like mcgrady, don't do nobody favors
Tell em fuck off and pay us, that's what I love about you
Don't watch no soap operas, you back that paper half naked get that?
In prada, then bring them dollas back to papa give you half a profit
You can go blow the money, that louie bag of hundreds, we tryin to holla
But she be hella frontin, she never met a nigga real so it's all or nuttin

Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do and when I
Chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good
And if you ride or die
We gon make it out this hood

She my lamborghini, I'm her 57
When she hold me I close my eyes and just picture heaven, she picture perfect
His a perfect picture, I'm stuffin thousand lines in each and every verse I get ya
I kiss her in the mouth, she watch my money stack, she know I'm here forever
It's deeper then a rap, I have multiple showin, she one in a milli
Now it's colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies

Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it
But she know how daddy roll I'm coming back home with it
Sometime I take her with me when I go and get my dough
Cause my girl roll harder then some niggas I know
And I know, that she know, I'm by her side, she by my side
And if I ride then she gon ride and we gon ride until we die
Now now now now, picture us rollin, in something stolen
Steering wheel twirlin, who? me and my girlfriend

Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do and when I
Chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good
And if you ride or die
We gon make it out this hood

I gotta chick that'll hold me down, she moving no pounds
When I'm outta town, she ride or die and keep it line she never deny me down
She find me shit that's bigger then? the baddest bitch around
That's why I let her push the whip and drop the top and down
And give her the stacks you just imagine you should see the smiles
I have her shippin crates to different places out of town
Baby we ballin see them hatas they so out of bounds
Let's have a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style
See this the remix bay I might just put that tonguein down
Gotta keep it gutta baby I'm tryin to hear that moanin sound
Cause you my ride or die it ain't no question about that

Even though I'm in the streets
You know exactly what I do and when I
Chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good
And if you ride or die
We gon make it out this hood