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Ameer Vann - Ride Lyrics

[Intro: Ameer Vann, Merlyn Wood]
Slime in the ice machine
Four real niggas in the ride (Merlyn)
Barkhouse (Merlyn, ayy)

[Chorus: Ameer Vann, Merlyn Wood]
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Alright, alright
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide-slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide-slide
If you ridin' with me, it’s for life, 4-L, 4-L (Merlyn, Merlyn)

[Verse 1: Merlyn Wood]
Smokin' the la-la, rockin' that Prada
Talkin' that rah-rah, you can gеt knocked out
Lay him on the cemеnt, that's his asphalt
Take out the titties, I take the top off
I'm in the Porsche with Kwesi Arthur
I got the sauce, spicy salsa
She call me Mr. O, Obama
She blow me up, Hussein, Osama
I bend her back just like a corner
I turn the sack into a sauna
She call me da-da, short like I'm Bow Wow
She took my pants off then she like "Oh, wow"
She kiss the muzzle, penis a pistol
Don't wanna hurt ya, just throw your ass out
Open it up like a package of candy
Take what I want then I leave like a bandit
[Chorus: Ameer Vann]
Four real niggas in the ride-ride, slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Alright, alright
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide-slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide-slide
If you ridin' with me, it’s for life, 4-L, 4-L-L-L

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
All real niggas in the ride
Four niggas shot, that mean everybody dying
Beat a nigga down to his socks, leave 'em in the street
I ain't even reach for the Glock
Times get, times get tough like the dope when it rock
And the guns come out when the dope don't lock
Okay, okay, okay, okay-kay
I popped my trunk and chucked the deuce on many Sundays
Holes in my hands and my feet, can't turn my cheek
Niggas that you shot, come back when you sleep
Only real niggas gon' know what I mean
Only real niggas gon' know what I seen
Told mama I'm scared of the dope fiends
Little nigga turned grown man with a coke dream
Drank head turned fiend, make more fiends
Lean head, sip drank til I OD
Drank head turned fiend, make more fiends
Lean head, sip drank til I OD
[Chorus: Ameer Vann]
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Alright, alright
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
Four real niggas in the ride, we can slide
If you ridin' with me, it’s for life, 4-L, 4-L