The Game - Ryda (Clean Version) lyrics

My ambitionz 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 smokin 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 "You jigglin, baby", gave her the whole damn fleet I always ride for you baby, and when sh** get hard You know I parade on the side of you, baby Yeah, I met him in a dope gang, he had no name Back when you could get a half or a whole thang Back when we all ever needed was the c**aine Bricks in the 600 why they call me Raw Game 40 in the Sti dash f** around and be road k** With the top down feelin like My ambitionz of a rida (rida, rida) My ambitionz of a rida (rida, rida) My ambitionz of a rida-da-da-da-da-da-da-da My ambitionz of a rida-da-da-da-da-da-da-da My ambitionz of a rida No whip now we in the Ray Roll Range Keep it gangsta pricy, one of them cold things Wit ya, noooo, 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 b**h that's gonna blast, spend cash with ya Same time f** good, drop a** for you Yeah, I ride it like rah-rah-rah-rah Eat the p**y like la-la-laaaa Why you gotta tell a n***a buinnes Fine n***a Friday, you know a n***a live this Hit you with the helicopter tongue Then f** you til the helicopter come One look and I got her In corners in my Impala (My ambitionz of a rida) Slidin down that pole for a dollar, nada Tell that girl Holla (My ambitionz of a rida) I done brought the Thug Life out her Got her stuffin bircks in that Prada (My ambitionz of a rida) And she love when I'm inside her And can't nobody divide us