The Game - Ryda Lyrics

Ft. DeJ Loaf

My ambitions of a rida da da
Put her in a YSL and that Prada da da
Keep the pistol on the side da da
In the Lamborghini smoking on that la la la
She got her hair in the wind, eyebrows on fleek
15 Bonnie & Clyde, Nicki and Meek
I gave her keys to the condo, keys to the Jeep
Say ya jiggling, baby, gave her the whole damn fleet
I always ride fo' ya baby, and when shit get hard
Ya know I parade on the side of ya, baby
Yeah, I met him in a dope gang, he had no name
Back when ya could get a half or a whole thang
Back when we all eva needed was the cocaine
Bricks in the six hundred why they call me Raw Game
40 in the Sti dash fuck around and be road kill
Wit the top down feeling like

My ambitions of a rida (rida, rida)
My ambitions of a rida (rida, rida)
My ambitions of a rida da da da da da
My ambitions of a rida da da da da da
My ambitions of a rida

(Verse 2)
No whip now we in the Ray Roll Range
Keep it gangsta pricy, one of them cold things
Wit you, noo, I ain't mad at ya
Get out of line, probably throw a couple jabs at em
Hit Rodeo, probably throw a couple bags at ya
In my 2Pac voice, I ain't mad at ya
Take the wheel, see if you can drive while I eat it
My fitted flew off, but I dont need it, tell me what I need
You need a bitch that's gonna blast, spend cash wit you
Same time fuck good, drop ass fo' ya
Yeah, I ride it like rah rah rah rah
Eat the pussy like la la laaa
Why ya got to tell a nigga buinnes
Fine nigga Friday, ya know a nigga live this
Hit ya wit the helicopter tongue
Then fuck ya till the helicopter come


(Verse 3)
One look and I got her in corners in my Impala
(My ambitions of a rida sliding down that pole fo' a dolla, nada
Tell that girl Holla (My ambitions of a rida)
I done brought the Thug Life out her
Got her stuffing bircks in that Prada
(My ambitions of a rida) and she luv when I'm inside her
And can't nobody divide us


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