Yea yea yea
Aye!
[Chorus x2]
If ya wanna we can jet to my hide out
Away!
Pull the chevy to the front girl we can ride out
Scrrrrr!
We can ride out
Girl we can ride out
Pull the chevy to the girl we can ride out
Away!
[Verse 1]
I see you looking girl
What cha looking at
That's me I see you looking wit ya peepen ass
Girl you superbad
And I aint talking fogell
Come ryde wit me girl
He soft like a strudel
He got you eating noodles
It's time to tell him toodles
I'll have you in the hills
And you'll be coppin poodles
Money come in oodles
Man it overloads
Come ryde with me girl
I'm like an older soul
Yea I'm young got the mind of an old man
Fuck that I got the mind of an grown man
He aint on nothing
No romance
He don't slow dance
All he do is slow jam
Lame!
[Chorus x2]