Ayy, I just wanna ride with you
Ayy, I just wanna ride with you
What are we gonna do?
Ayy, I just wanna slide up in
I just wanna ride with you
Oh yeah, baby, where are we going?
Where are we going?

It's really real, it's really real, you know I do my thing
I pull up in that Benz and you pull up in a Range
You feeling me now, you feeling my style
Feeling me now, I'm getting it now, ow
I know that you want it, I can see it all in your face
I know that you ride stick, I can tell you want a taste
Come to the hills, I wanna chill
Hop in my wheels, pop you a seal, I, I
Wanna hit it ever time a nigga see your face
You know I hate it every time you say
You walk your way, oh no, ayy
You movin' and you groovin', you 'bout to do your thing
You wanna have sex and you wanna wear the chain
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, I just wanna ride with you
Ayy, I just wanna ride with you
What are we gonna do?
Ayy, I just wanna slide up in
I just wanna ride with you
Oh yeah, baby, where are we going?
Where are we going?

She wanna wear the chain and drink a bottle of Hennessy
They ask you who your man, baby girl, you just mention me
Keep it trill, you love my style, I'm young and wild (wild)
She like Jacqueline Onassis, she be getting fleek
We be ridin' in the drop like the Kennedys, ayy
(Where are we going?) ayy, ayy, ayy
(Where are we going) uh-huh, ayy
We livin' the good life, we party on the hill
I let her push the 'Rari so she know this shit is real
Ayy (yeah)

I just wanna ride with you
(Ooh yeah, whoa, oh yeah)
Where are we going?
I wanna ride, I wanna ride
Wanna ride with you (ooh yeah)
Where are we going? (you, ooh)
Where are we going? (yeah)
Ooh, baby, I just wanna ride with you

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Darold Brown, Ricci Riera, Tyrone Jr. Griffin