Ray Luv - Ride Wit the Luvva Man lyrics

Yeah doe yeah doe For the 19-95 This is young Ray Luv Representin' Got my L's held high Aha And the game dont stop And the game dont quit He he ha ha And it goes a lil something like this [Verse 1: Ray Luv] Up a tree up a tree up a tree Won't you take a ride with me Mr. L-U-V up on Atlantic, Y-B-B I got more chips than Doritos I'm incognito, way too clean I bet you never seen a Rappin' misdemeanor Got that game for your brain Tape in your deck in your ride Trying to soak up every word Finna wreck, stay rewind And got em sprung off the tongue Thought you knew this game don't quit Twenty-four forever hustlin' I just keep on grindin' hits Fiend for chips Geared to get Represent and uplift Never trick never switch Link Crew for the 90's b**h Pop n' flip got the grip Stay about yo mail young pimp Watch out cause them gangsta hits Possesses like The Exorcist Get next to this leather Even through the stormy weather I prevail makin' mail cause I'm Way too clever My endeavor is to flip a meal ticket And have you zap the young Ray Luv When you kick it [Chorus: Ray Luv & Mr. Gigalo] Mr. Gigalo givin' mo' Game than you can follow Stickin' to the script servin' them hollows, haters swallow Your prideAnd your girlie ride with Big Eddie Cause I would do the same trick I'm all about the fetti [Hook: Ray Luv] Take a ride with the Luvva Man Take a ride with the Luvva Man Ride with the Luvva Man Take a ride with the Luvva Man Take a ride with the Luvva Man Ride with the Luvva Man [Verse 2: Ray Luv] Comin wit' it though Givin mo' Game that you livin fo' Fresh up out of ninety-fo' In the deuce triple-O Can't nothin' stop this mackin' no I'm taking what I'm lacking cause Money motivates my mind when I'm stackin' Got it crackin' like a street corner I envision Ray Luv bustin' raps on a Television rip a niche up in this rap game Like an incision Roll the dice like a crap game Money's the mission I just flip the game tell you all what happened to me Tape in your deck and Mr. Luv up in the pa**enger seat Bumpin' and blastin' the beat That's what they lovin' from me Why ain't they buying your tapes? You ain't in touch with the street You must be blind and can't see I'm what you trying to be They pop eject on your record They push rewind when I speak I take em high as a rocket Mr. Dark Chocolate I'm the man, fifty grand got two in my pocket Thought you knew when I shocked that I would blow up Grew up with ballers a baby couldn't wait to grow up About to sew up The industry Remember me I got my eyes on the prize take a ride with the L-U-V [Hook 2x] [Verse 3: Ray Luv] I'm so cool call me Coolio Cause when I hit the studio The voyage is fantastic Player haters drastically Envious and jealous That's what they hoes tell us When they choosin' That's why a dirty mack is always losin' I'm cruisin' on Trues and Vogues with the gold stripe Folding bank roll from the hole in my windpipe It's the Luvva Man baby you don't understand Representin' once again, L-C to the end Young hustlas international crack smugglers Game jugglers North Bay ballin' bubblers Brother the game gets sticky like a Zig-Zag Tricky player in fact It's hard to keep it intact At times you might think you gonna lose your mind Just push rewind and soak the game up out of every line And you gone find a young soldier back against the wall In the game makin' mail off of all of y'all [Chorus] [Hook 4x] Take a ride