[Chorus: Repeat 2x]
I got my converse check, my pistol check
my vest, plus I got VS1's around my neck
the respect come first then the money and the power
we got more cake to make let's ride
[Verse 1]
They thought I'd be another one hit wonder
until I pulled up to the VMA's in one big Hummer
you know I'm a big stunna just like Baby fool
brand new Bentley Fanna what color?-baby blue
Uh Deano hit me now I got cheddar to make
you thinking Condo I'm thinking fifty-eight to a state
you got your crib on a hill, I got my crib on a lake
What, what where I'm from we like our music screwed up
Uh, the blades chop we use j**erly and stage props
we hate cops (why) cause everyday we get stopped
for ridin spinners plus they know I got my pistol on me
you try to jack me for my 'Lac they gon'miss you homey
[Chorus]
(talking)
Yo Will-Lean let's roll man (Let's ride)
we gotta go homey (Let's ride)
you know how we do it though (Let's ride)
(tires screech)
[Verse 2]
Uh I'm too street go pop-but I pop heat in the street
I'm not braggin, G-5 wagon when I speed in my jeep
customized, bubble eyed with DVD's in the head rest
look I hope you potty-trained cause the tech'll leave you wet
let's make a bet I stay on top and keep a new whip off the lot
fifty weeks on the Billboard dogg I'm too hot
but when I do drop you better move out 'cause I'm comin
n***az like roaches when the lights on they runnin
ten years and gunnin just like M.O.P
f** strugglin-I get my publishin ain't sh** for free
I get that big bread, I'm making big chips
you get k**ed at the beginnin I get them big strips
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I'm a diplomat like Jim Jones, Nextels and sprint phones
I'm tryna own ten homes yo rap money been gone
I'm harder then ya'll better yet I'm smarter then ya'll
I don't need yo a** n***a-regardless I ball
I got that hot sh** that you bump in yo drop top sh**
Bentley co*ked hit the old folks like stop it
you know I drop hits every time I spitt fire
whoever told you I ain't ballin-a damn lier
[Chorus]
[talking]
Haha let's ride you know I make the music
you can ride to, get high to, get fly to
yeah like them Ruff Ryder n***az
I make that sh** you can ride-or-die to
holla at ya boy, Houston we have a problem
red spider on the B-we gettin cheddar now we on another level now haha