Chorus: T-Pain
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die
Verse 1: Belo
7 double oh P.M
Fly low to them hoes in the B M
Sippin' Seagram, chewin' on a weed stem
Touchin' on my fo' fin
Move it to the back so I can see who beepin' this Po' Pimp
Spring to the phone with a slow limp
In a trip that sh**ed with 3-1-2-7-6-2-10
3-line connection
As the rest of them wanted affection
Just bring the weed, we got the drinks you need
& plus we strapped with 2 protections
I put the phone in the hook, then I pause for a minute
Cause I forgot where I met the hoe
& the feeling I've forgotten if the hoes wanna snap
I straight up check the hoe, really doe
To the crib
Chorus: T-Pain
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die
Verse 2: AK-47, Belo
7 deuce 5, the ride the point to spot the live hoes
3 miles per hour
Like we runnin' up on some rivals
Never to deny though, these b**hes look fly 'Lo
Introduce myself
A to the muthaf**in' K finna recognize
Then I lose myself juice myself
As you take one pull, uhh, pa** it to the left & umm
Self-centered n***as'll take 2 pulls
Cause they thinkin' about samplin' umm
P I M P, ology, but logically
We learnin' these hoes biology & obviously, well...
Mmm, ain't this some sh**, pull up in the C A
D I Double L with ah A C, A C hoes
They peep those, P I M P & they think that automatically
Cause he's a pimp, he gotta be, full of that
M O N E but why?
Cause n***a be sportin' nice cars & fancy clothes
Fresh j**els Girbaud flexin' 1 5 oh (chop chop)
Chop up that paper hoe, chop up that paper hoe
Watch where your lips go, caress my tip slow
To the tempo, instrumental
Real simple when you f**in' with a pimp doe
Get involved in the backseat
Let's have me in the cab betcha mess with ya young a**
Smokin' on that finest gra**
Never miss what you never had, at last
P I M P, ology, but logically
We learnin' these hoes biology & obviously, well...
Chorus: T-Pain
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die
Verse 3: Twista
Well a muthaf**er might be broke & sh**
& then collecting no dough from tips
But I be spittin' mo' game than a mouthful of poker chips
To get them hoes with the Oprah lips & the provokin' hips & never gotta tell her many lies
I been lookin' in the city skies, get up in the kitty's thighs
Cause I'm blessed with a look of innocence, good s**
Peanut bu*ter complex & some pretty eyes
Pity cries on my strategy side, yo' when outta me gotta be right, that'd be the flatter me right
But if the head the bonk come on s** a n***a dick
Members of my click, wanna see what that'd be like
I know you wanna try it out, to the rhythm of a high hat
Don't be bogus & deny that
I done got a hold of them my fellas on the train
While she lie back, now muthaf**er can you buy that?
Where your ride at?
On the pa**enger side of your hoe
Tryin' to come up on another G
The broad all up under me tryin' to smother me
Lookin' lovely while I roll another bead, suddenly
She learned that I don't deal with emotions
But when we in the room she rubbin' me with lotion
Comin' like an ocean coastin have a cig thinkin' me & Do Or Die dig drinkin' love potion
The word that was never said
Twisted be givin' women dick in the bed, until they sick in the head
& if I ever leave whoever dead
They ain't trickin the Feds or spittin' game but it's chicken and bread
Kickin' them legs in the air like a player do
Then belittle in a day or 2
After words I'm a slay a crew
Now that's some pimp type sh** that B-Low & AK'll do
Wearing gray & blue
If a hoe wanna holler then you a player if you hit them ends & get the dividends
But you a pimp if you can get the same hoe to wanna freak your friends
Cause I studied P I M P ology, but logically
Be learnin' these hoes biology, obviously, well...
Chorus: T-Pain
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die
Do you wanna ride?
In the backseat of a Caddy
Chop it up, with Do Or Die