Ride Witchu

[Intro]
Baby, your'e mine
Just tell me it's mine
It's all mine

[Verse 1]
Shawty you got me doing anything for you
Baby I would do anything for you
I could name some dudes who wouldn't do a thing for you
But you can name at least 3 songs I sang for you
I made for you, I wrote for you i produced too
Just hop in the car I can take you far you ain't used to
Watch you do it with no hands that's a Bluetooth
I know you like to show off with the freaky things that you do
You got niggas all in your phone and you don't reply
I can't even blame none of them niggas cause you so fine
They can't even get mad cause they know you mine
Even with no makeup and no fancy clothes you look so divine
But Shawty you drive me so crazy but Im still in love with you baby
The stroke got you acting so different that's my fault for fucking you crazy
Got me looking at you, what you fixing to do open up when you taste me
I ain't running from nothing but you should have something to chase me

[Hook]
I just wanna ride witchu, ride, ride witchu, girl
I just wanna ride witchu, ride witchu, girl
Baby, I'd ride for you, die for you
I just wanna ride witchu, ride, ride witchu, girl
Cause you know that your'e my baby
Yeah you know that your'e my boo
Even though you drive me crazy
I just wanna ride witchu

[Verse 2]
Darling you don't know what you do to meet
You know what you do to me
Maybe you know what you do to me
I see potential in the person that you can be
Im yo new dude from from the city
Riding round your side of town cause the fast life will get busy
Compared to you baby, damn the city ain't even pretty
Now everybody screaming my name but it ain't the same when you ain't with me
Get a lil handsy boo, get a lil nasty too
Girl I love the way you moving, get a lil fancy you
Got the car moving, you test the suspension, you best get attention
I can tell you intelligent, but you so bad you the best in detention
You ain't gotta act like you shy baby girl cause I know that you down
My dream got you acting so salty but I don't want hoes from the crowd
After all of the fussing and fighting girl you coulda chosen to bounce
I know there some nigga that hate me for holding you down

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I sent you a message 2 days ago baby I hope that you got it
It don't say delivered, wifi on your phone be so spotty
Having fun up in beauty school make sure you get home and call me about it
You finally found you a job close to home, I know that you got it, uh
But No time to lose, gotta wake up early Imma fly to you
Make sure you afuera when I pull up you can shotgun I just wanna ride witchu
Get your nails done call your hair stylist too
Imma blow it all for a smile on you
I got a little buzz from this rap shit so you know the money coming in for some stylish shoes
Im so fly with you, and you know that
You like vintage shit, that's a throwback
When I see that ass you gotta throw that
Girl I finally found you that's LoJack
Picture the day when we pull up to the red carpe,t grab a Kodak
Cause we picture perfect, they missed your purpose you stunting on 'em better show that
You askin yourself "is this really real am I dreaming?" I mean how is this seeming?
I know yo ex niggas need some redeeming, by now they all heated they prolly just scheming
Later on you see the car shaking, but you won't hear no sound
It's getting hot in here, it's too foggy, let some air in roll the windows down
I wanna ride with you