Ride Wit Me - Big K.R.I.T., Bun B, Pimp C

Say, R.I.P.

to Pimp C, he was the King of The South

If you hating on that, you need to shut your fucking mouth

I’m down with Lil J til' the muthafuckin' grave

Disrespect, they gon' put your picture on the front page

I’m center stage shining in a foreign you ain’t seen yet

Chrome look like water, and my caddy paint is lean wet

Don’t forget the rims, them muthafuckas a clean set

You can’t tell me this ain’t cost ya boy a mean check

Looking like a G in here, been here and I’m gon be in here

When it’s over, I’m gon be the only one you see in here

Repping PAT in here, realer than these other guys

I’m Triple OG bitch, don’t let them tell you otherwise

Young nigga out here on the rides

Young bitch, you really need to ride wit me

Smoke something, hold up

Young nigga out here on the grind

Young bitch you need to get live wit me

Smoke something, hold up bitch

Put Multi on the mountaintop

Drop the label just to raise the stock

You ain’t seen a trunk with tinted pop

Full of 15s that’ll make it knock

With them neon lights that say, get in line or get down hoe

If it wasn’t about the player money to be made, what the fuck you come around

for?

This is big business, talking skyscrapers, screens rise like smoke

Vapors

Candy paint’s when it’s now-a-laters

Bitch, I’m on the up like an elevator if you didn’t know

Shine the grill just to let it show

On them emotional mothafuckas in the game

Tucking they nuts, while I’m letting mine hang

Chromed out the rim, letting em' swang

Went from have-not to having some dames

Diamonds out the window, gripping the grain

One finger will put the sun to the rain

Ya’ll niggas thought I wasn’t gon' be a king like I’m sposed'

But, I learned from UGK, Multi, 4eva in A Day on these hoes

Young nigga out here on the rides

Young bitch, you really need to ride wit me

Smoke something, hold up

Young nigga out here on the grind

Young bitch you need to get live wit me

Smoke something, hold up bitch

This for all the underground, we on the surface

South and holding, remote controlling

Got the game and it ain’t for purchase

Ain’t no hurting when you win

Up the cut like in it, touch down on it

Clown on it, cheerlead if you wit it hoe

Old school on his tippy toes

Chop the base and shake the doors

Fade the top, then let it show

How it taste?

I got to know

Icy grill, cold enough to freeze the snow

Bruce Leroy shownuff that bumping dragon

I got the glow

Got the cake, smash it in your face

I got more to make, I’m on the chase

For a bread truck to put off in my safe and let it bake

Stingy with the flakes, all the crumbs get ate off the plate

Sop it up with the lobster, shrimp, and steak

Krizzle

Young nigga out here on the rides

Young bitch, you really need to ride wit me

Smoke something, hold up

Young nigga out here on the grind

Young bitch you need to get live wit me

Smoke something, hold up bitch