She’s A Ryder

(feat. Gudda Gudda)

She's a Ryda
For Me
I don't know
If you've been told
All I know
Is that you've been warned
About My Girl
She's a killa
She's bad
Oh God.
Oh My,

She's a Ryda
& she ridin for me.
She's a ryda.
Riding for me.

Yea she'll ride it like a lady in a wheel chair.
Louie V. Purse on her arm yea she got it still there.
She gonna hold me down if the Feds come and get me.
& Imma make her fuck the judge for a lighter sentence
Yea the Devil Wears Prada Bitch and she riden for me you don't want problems bitch
She about it bitch and she keep it real and she owns two twin pumps like a pair of heels.
No Nicloe Richie no Paris Hilton just my gangsta boy spinnin like a ferris wheel.
Takin money and she bringin it home for me.nigga
Yea she a rider and she rydin for me.

Now I don't know
If you've been told.
But I know
Oh I know
That You've been warned about my girl
She's a killa
She's bad
Oh God
God Damn

She's a ryda
& she rydin for me.
She's a ryda
& she rydin for me.

Shawty hold da work fo me.
Shawty hold ma gun fo me.
Shawty take Daddy Dick
Shawty Never run from me.
Shawty know what I like.
But Shawty do it how I love it. [x2]
Shawty hold me down when all da bitches wasn't.
Shawty never argued bout bitch or nothin
Shawty know she numba one.
Fuck dem otha bitches numba.

She's a Ryda
& She Rydin with Me

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