Ryda (Clean Version) lyrics

by

The Game


My ambitionz of a rida-da-da

Put her in a YSL and that Prada-da-da

Keep the pistol on the side-da-da

In the Lamborghini smokin on that la-la-la

She got her hair in the wind, eyebrows on fleek

'15 Bonnie & Clyde, Nicki and Meek

I gave her keys to the condo, keys to the Jeep

Say "You jigglin, baby", gave her the whole damn fleet

I always ride for you baby, and when sh*t get hard

You know I parade on the side of you, baby

Yeah, I met him in a dope gang, he had no name

Back when you could get a half or a whole thang

Back when we all ever needed was the cocaine
Bricks in the 600 why they call me Raw Game

40 in the Sti dash f*ck around and be road kill

With the top down feelin like

My ambitionz of a rida (rida, rida)

My ambitionz of a rida (rida, rida)

My ambitionz of a rida-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

My ambitionz of a rida-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

My ambitionz of a rida

No whip now we in the Ray Roll Range

Keep it gangsta pricy, one of them cold things

Wit ya, noooo, I ain't mad at ya

Get out of line, probably throw a couple jabs at em

Hit Rodeo, probably throw a couple bags at ya
In my 2Pac voice - I ain't mad at ya

Take the wheel, see if you can drive while I eat it

My fitted flew off, but I dont need it, tell me what I need

You need a b*tch that's gonna blast, spend cash with ya

Same time f*ck good, drop ass for you

Yeah, I ride it like rah-rah-rah-rah

Eat the pus*y like la-la-laaaa

Why you gotta tell a n*gga buinnes

Fine n*gga Friday, you know a n*gga live this

Hit you with the helicopter tongue

Then f*ck you til the helicopter come

One look and I got her

In corners in my Impala
(My ambitionz of a rida)

Slidin down that pole for a dollar, nada

Tell that girl Holla

(My ambitionz of a rida)

I done brought the Thug Life out her

Got her stuffin bircks in that Prada

(My ambitionz of a rida)

And she love when I'm inside her

And can't nobody divide us
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