RIDE lyrics

[Intro]
Ha
It's Stunna Girl the motherf*ckin' girly girl (Laudiano)
I'ma ride your n*gga face
He love how my pus*y taste (Ah, ah, ah)
Ha (He love this pus*y, girl, you don't know?)

[Chorus]
I'll ride your n*gga face, he love how my pus*y taste
He in my top five like we on Myspace
I'll ride your n*gga face, I'll ride your n*gga face
I'ma ride your n*gga face (I'ma ride your n*gga face, b*tch)

[Verse 1]
He trickin' like Santa, I'm finna ride sleigh (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Deposit just cleared, you know I'm on my way (You know I'm on my way)
Five-star suites, I don't do extended stays (I don't do extended stays)
My pus*y ain't chеap, break the bank and the safе (Broke-ass n*gga)
I ain't runnin' from the di*k, I'ma take it like a champ
Shoulda knew I was a ho when you seen my tramp stamp (Daddy)
Open up your mouth, I'm finna be your dentist
Talk to me through my nut like you readin' out a sentence
Got that holy water, make a n*gga go to church
I'll f*ck a rap n*gga, he gon' sing his whole verse (Stunna)
Let's do some roleplay, I'ma dress up as a nurse (Stunna)
You barely got a dose and you already c*mmin' first?
[Chorus]
I'll ride your n*gga face, he love how my pus*y taste
He in my top five like we on Myspace
I'll ride your n*gga face, I'll ride your n*gga face
I'ma ride your n*gga face (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Can't compete with a GOAT, b*tch, stay up in your place (b*tch, stay up in your place)
Murder was the case how I f*cked your n*gga face (Hrrah)
Y'all chasin' after n*ggas, I'm the b*tch that they chase (I'm the b*tch that they chase)
Now you at your job, cryin' at your workplace (Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa)
Like a shoelace, n*ggas wanna tie me down
They be so sprung from off the first round
Now every weekend, tryna fly me outta town (Fly me outta town)
And they b*tches get to geekin' every time I come around
And it's always b*tches speakin' and I'm always bussin' down
Got your name in my mouth, I got your n*gga facedown (Hahaha)
FaceTimes get declined, havin' nervous breakdowns
I'm breakin' your n*gga like a ho, pockets gettin' shaked down

[Chorus]
I'll ride your n*gga face, he love how my pus*y taste
He in my top five like we on Myspace
I'll ride your n*gga face, I'll ride your n*gga face
I'ma ride your n*gga face
[Outro]
(Daddy)
I'ma ride your n*gga face (Ah, ah)
He love how my pus*y taste (Ah)
I'ma ride your n*gga face (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Look, he love how my pus*y taste (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Can't compete with a GOAT, b*tch, stay up in your place
Murder was the case how I rode your n*gga face
Hahaha
Go and ask about me, b*tch (Ha)
I mean, I'm really breakin' n*ggas, though, like
I mean, you call a n*gga phone like— (He with me right now, I'm sayin', though, like)
I'ma bussdown on his mouth, then I'ma break a n*gga pockets
I'ma bussdown, then I'ma break a n*gga pockets, b*tch
Run it up, run it up
Run it up, ah
I'll break a n*gga pockets, ho
And I'ma break a n*gga like a ho
Spencer, cut that