100 lyrics for "We ride, we ride, we ride"
I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive I'm wanted dead or alive It's all the same, only the names will change Everyday, it seems we're wastin' away Another place where the faces are so cold I drive all night just to get
PlayAs they took his soul they stole his pride (pride) Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say As he faced the sun he cast no shadow As he faced the sun he cast no shadow (ah) Here's a thought for every man Who tries to understand what is
PlayGive 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
Play(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something
PlayLast night all alone in a barroom For temptation was flowing like wine. And I was almost persuaded to strip myself of my pride. Almost persuaded to push my conscience aside. The reflection of my wedding band. And I was almost persuaded to let strange
PlayThan makin' whoopee Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous; he answers twice It's really killin' That he's so willin' to make whoopee
PlayGet the brick and transport it through the mavericks (transport) Surprise a nigga ride up on him on a Banshee (brrt, brrt) We got Ks in the attic (K) How you fit a quarter in a mattress (how, quarter) Chopper longer than my arm, who want static (static)
PlayNow what y'all want me to do Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure They can come and get it We ride or die why 'Cause my niggas is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there
PlayFrom four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to
PlayLove her like she's leaving Oh and I guarantee she won't Like it's all going to end if you don't We cut the cake everybody danced And some people drank too much You looked like the cover of Brides magazine And I looked like some guy in a tux I'll never
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