Testo In My Ride - Morris Day feat. Jazze Pha & E-40
Testo della canzone In My Ride (Morris Day feat. Jazze Pha & E-40), tratta dall'album Last Call
I'm so cool
I'm a kid
I gotta dance
What a bullet in my backseat
Tell my number, baby
Don't just ex me
Write it down
Simp, simp, simp
Knock me, one whistle
Catch me in the car
Give me tips with a bristle
Like I
Chrome on a shoe
'Cause even Joe Willow
Getting lonely to (woo)
It's the ladies' night in the club
And everybody knows my name (and me)
Rolling custom, detailed whips (ooh)
My garage is like a dealership (yes)
You might see me in the back con era
Flipping old-school to a pimp Riviera
Or in a Lamborghini
Got the best dress, win it in a strange blackening
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share my ride
And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside
I got them tinted windows
With that climate control
And nobody knows
Who's in my ride, ride, ride
Stress 'bout
In my maid black vans (oh)
A hot, sexy with a couple other friends (yes)
Sipping mad dog with a little hand
I'm 'bout to get a little nasty again
Let me pick it down to you gently
Sunset middle var, brand new Bentley
Took tone, but an ostrich top (yes)
Don't hate, 'cause it just don't stop
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share my ride (pmpish baby, pimpish baby)
And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside
I got them tinted windows
With that climate control
And nobody knows (nobody knows)
Who's in my ride, ride, ride (nobody know)
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share my ride (my ride)
And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside (it really don't matter to me)
I got them tinted windows
With that climate control
And nobody knows
Who's in my ride, ride, ride
Alright, alright
You see I'm back
Did you miss me baby?
Or my Cadillac (don't spill nothing in my ride, my baby)
I'm an inmate, see
P i m p i n g
Berserk to myself (ooh, me, ooh, me?)
Be slipping on that Louis yuan drink (uh)
Remy Martin, cardiac, grande (grande)
I stack jewels on my wrist (on my wrist)
Ain't no rules, when I pop out on a chick (at a chick)
When I lose I'm a always have chips (uh)
Slick spit, thick chick
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share the west coast
East cost, they say
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share the east coast
Midwest, they say
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share the Midwest
Southeast, they say
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share the south (got to, baby)
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Share my ride (it don't matter)
And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside (girl, I keep it sexy, mama)
I got them tinted windows
With that climate control (don't nobody knows)
And nobody knows
Who's in my ride, my ride
You're pimpish
Oh, no
Almost forgot the bridge
Set the brain inhere (I miss myself)
Tell us we're gonna have to take us more than last
Just a play of the do
Really, means he's on the go
Just keep it pimp-p-pimpish, baby, when you're on the low
No matter day or night
In the rain or shine
Just keep it pimpish, baby, when you're in your ride
(Take it home, haha)
(Come on, yeah)
(There he is)
(Double up now)
Take it to the house, baby
Trip in the bed
Credits
Writer(s): Earl Stevens, Morris Day, Ontario Haynes, Rhone Edward
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