That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

If you wanna ride, just name your price don't play cheap, with your heart Don't make a bet if you can't write the check, for me, for me. Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost If you can afford me If you want me, a cherry on top, the pick of the

Let's just get away Hop in the car and go with me You don't have to pack everything Don't you want to feel the breeze? Let's take a ride, on the country side We can spend the night, till the morning light (Let's just get away) And forget everything, baby

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Breaking me down It hurts, my pride, step aside, 'Cause I don't need your... Won't get the best of me! It's just like trickery! A slap in the face,

Livin', lovin', she's just a woman Come on, babe on the round about, ride on the merry-go-round We all know what your name is, so you better lay your money down With a purple umbrella and a fifty cent hat Missus cool rides out in her aged Cadillac

Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight We don't need no baseball bats We don't need no silver ghats But we're gonna fight tonight Put up your dukes and fight Big brother's just standing on the side Watching you flex your pride But you know if they

Give you a halo At your neck, ready or not I got cashflow, bitch droppin' the ass low Ride dick like a lasso Me and Pluto, astronauts Just like a astronaut We don't detox Playin' in the mud, all these drugs

She ain't really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin' A nigga got a pregnant, he was dickriding so much The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?) Fake proper-talking, bitch be like "Please pass the Backwood" (what?) Trap boy Jack, I get the

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about