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Lyrics by: Leroy Williams
# Debut Chart
62 Mar '98 Hot 100
44 Mar '98 R&B


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(Johnny P) yeah do you wanna ride with me Ooh ooh Never can`t you take my deal ooh... I bet you would have lit while I hit on the blunt Your pager goin` off (oh that ain`t nuttin`) Meet me at the crib bout` 2 stop frontin` Blow to the bone and the click`em some Caddy gotta be out there tricks on somethin` The corner of the party where the niggas straight bumpin` This is for the gin and the hen in my stomach I`m lookin` at the dope females still comin` Lookin` to my left and the beats still comin` Lookin` to my right and the drinks still comin` Tryin` to shake the dice but the girl lookin` cunnin` Shot for the door Where the money start runnin` To a pause, he ya`ll wassup a hey hummin` to the double I proceed to As I proceeded to the car pulled over to the car So I asked to proceeds to pass the pees low cash. Chorus (Johnny P) x4 Do you wanna ride with me Do you wanna smoke my weed never used to take my G I`m a Po P-I-M-P Wanna be like P-I-M-P hoes plenty Comin` straight from the windy Choppin` up tens and twenty`s huh Lean back in the corner with the dob hat Now my religion is to ball like a democrat In the club with hoes (??) the nigga with a hood rat Mmm,mmm,mmm,mm Gotta dump hat You call her what you want even all that I been taught by the best So put it to rest And I confess I may be just a ball black Gettin` paid in the game and you won`t friend Flippin` pennies to a thug I`m like an O-G Go to the mall With all of ya`ll Show you some cash, now Tell me what you wanna be Get around in the smoke in a cadillac AC, windows down will you top that From a Caddy to Lex the Rolex I`m a put in a roll Tell me could you top that Ever though I`m makin` money and a wring friend Nigga die morphine on the pro-scene If you do, we could have sex In the Caddy or Lex But keep on the low, key Chorus x4 Will a motherfucker just say I might be broke But now I`m stackin` C-note, steal dope Different strokes, same folks Hangin` from a rope Me and Do or Die Just try to cope Sit back I`m a take a picture take a toke Take a stroll through the hood Some hatas but it`s still all good Roll up another bad boy Playa pimpin` to the groove And the pistol be the single rockin` shoes Now it`s time for me to make a move Shotry what`s the lead (Twista) I`d a seen a sexy walk on the far side So don`t be passin` me by I`m a nigga with peas And I an`t stingy with trees We could be some freeks and both of our ass could be high Fiends drip, sell us with the octane With pimp status as a hot name We don`t gotta pop thangs No more servin` the white cane Cause I came pimpin flow like hoes which is a glock game It`s like, aww sicky sickyny Looky here sicky phrase while I trace on my old road To find words form the pimp scroll Get the bitch if I`m walkin` and she peepin` that my lips cold See a playa go trippin` People (??) try to play because slow vision Picture how I`m mackin` cold women View the grin my hair spinnin` While we smokin` on henness Still Po Pimpin` Chorus #2 x2 Doo you wanna ride slip slide in your thighs Oh, oh, oh-o Chorus #1 x2 Wooooh Do you wanna ride with JP Do or Die Woooh...-until fade


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