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Ace Hood - Rider Lyrics (Ft. Chris Brown)

Rider Lyrics by Ace Hood Ft. Chris Brown [Intro] If I call my baby She pick up the phone every time At the the drop of a dime That rider [Hook: Chris Brown] Your girl don’t need any kind of lover Be the right kind of lover Be the kind of girl Make me want to turn you to a mother And I promise, promise, baby There’ll be always and forever Yeah, we’ll always be together If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Would you ride for me? Would you die for me? Had no money, would you still love me? If I got jammed up and did a little time Would you still be the woman who gon’ hold it down Through the hard times And the cloudy days Would you stand strong? Would you run away? All the bullshit, and all the heartache She still ridin’ with a nigga since the first day Her ambitions of a rider She would be around if I never had a dollar She would be my nurse if I ever need a doctor Bonnie and Clyde, she never side with the coppers Never break code, forever be loyal Never break ties ’til we buried in the soil If it ever go down, she trynna go too Down for whatever bullshit I’m going through She’s my backbone Nothing like that feeling When I’m in her so long Passion and that loveing that between us so strong Grippin’ on that ass, she just tell me “hold on” She could be the wife, maybe one day Have a few kids go and travel out the state She gonna ride or die for a nigga ’til the grave And I hope it never change [Hook] Your girl don’t need any kind of lover Be the right kind of lover Be the kind of girl Make me want to turn you to a mother And I promise, promise, baby There’ll be always and forever Yeah, we’ll always be together If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) [Verse 2: Ace Hood] Need a down bitch for a real nigga Never lied to her, keep it real with her Got her own money, but she a go getter She allergic to them broke and the ho niggas Rule number one is that it ain’t none Probably make shawty my wife when the day come Nothing like a pretty lady who can roll up Them other hoes, yeah they mad, so what? Me and you for life, team us Big face rollies, you can get the same one I’m in that Mulsanne, you in that coupe, what? Ain’t that many people ’round that I do trust You the last of a dying breed Ride for me baby, everything is guaranteed Anything you ever wanted, or ever need Turn life out of any dream I mean that, keep it 100 When I need that, she gon’ come runnin’ When I fiend for it, give that ass to me Never tell her no, she get the last from me If i get jail, gotta go to court She be right there, need I say more? Love [Hook] Your girl don’t need any kind of lover Be the right kind of lover Be the kind of girl Make me want to turn you to a mother And I promise, promise, baby There’ll be always and forever Yeah, we’ll always be together If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) [Hook] Your girl don’t need any kind of lover Be the right kind of lover Be the kind of girl Make me want to turn you to a mother And I promise, promise, baby There’ll be always and forever Yeah, we’ll always be together If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) If you show me your ambitions of a rider (Your ambitions of a rider) Ace Hood - Rider Lyrics (Ft. Chris Brown)

Ace Hood - Rider Lyrics (Ft. Chris Brown)

Rider Lyrics by Ace Hood Ft. Chris Brown [Intro] If I call my baby She pick up the phone every time At the the drop of a dime That rider [H...

Ace Hood - We Them Niggas Lyrics

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We Them Niggas Lyrics by Ace Hood [Hook] Anybody seen a waitress? Tell her bring more liquor All my dawgs in the building, and we smokin’ on that killer Anybody know a hater? Middle finger to the ceiling Feelin’ like John Gotti – can’t nobody fuck with us (turn up) We them niggas… we them niggas, we them niggas… All the bad bitches know it (all the bad bitches know it) We them niggas, we them niggas… Middle finger to the ceiling… We them niggas, we them niggas… We don’t really give a fuck… ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas [Verse 1] I’m screamin’ “fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas” Middle finger to the ceiling, everybody keep calm ‘Cause you’ve got some real niggas in the building And you don’t really look familiar – that’s your girl? My bad, in my ear she’s been begging me to hit her Oh lord! Oh lord! Have her really catching feelings all night from the club to the villa Know you’re chilling with the realest, I ain’t even gotta say it Blowin’ money, I don’t really mean to litter We them niggas, we them niggas from the bottom to the top Y’all mad? LOL – go figure Balmain on the feet, twenty bottles of the peach On the way, light ‘em up, light ‘em up I don’t really give a what, I don’t really give a what Mess around, I’mma buy the whole club I’m just really showin’ love That gon’ probably get ‘em mad, so sad All haters need a hug Take a hit of these drugs, gettin’ high with my dawgs ‘Til the ma’fuckin’ sun come up Let it pass, puff puff [Hook] Anybody seen a waitress? Tell her bring more liquor All my dawgs in the building, and we smokin’ on that killer Anybody know a hater? Middle finger to the ceiling Feelin’ like John Gotti – can’t nobody fuck with us (turn up) We them niggas… we them niggas, we them niggas… All the bad bitches know it (all the bad bitches know it) We them niggas, we them niggas… Middle finger to the ceiling… We them niggas, we them niggas… We don’t really give a fuck… ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas [Verse 2] I let them haters keep talkin’ while the money pile up I pull up in a two-seater, you see him with a badass bitch Lil’ nigga, that’s a must Good Lord! Good Lord! Man, her ass so retarded it belong on a short yellow bus And she rollin’ with them niggas, but she knew that already Yeah, we heavy in this bitch like “what?” Now where you from, where you from? Don’t nobody else matter but your day one niggas from the jump Yeah we started from the bottom with a dream and a dollar Keep it real, shorty, I know you wanna fuck Amen! Amen! Swear this watch that I’m wearin’ on my wrist Man, this shit is pretty rare Everything I do big, all I do is set trends You can try it, don’t nobody really care Don’t nobody really care I can show you my committee, in my city Boy, I’m treated like the mayor Way the bezel gold is shining on a 100 grand Rollie Boy, it really ain’t a choice but to stare I’m just keepin’ shit player… [Hook] Anybody seen a waitress? Tell her bring more liquor All my dawgs in the building, and we smokin’ on that killer Anybody know a hater? Middle finger to the ceiling Feelin’ like John Gotti – can’t nobody fuck with us (turn up) We them niggas… we them niggas, we them niggas… All the bad bitches know it (all the bad bitches know it) We them niggas, we them niggas… Middle finger to the ceiling… We them niggas, we them niggas… We don’t really give a fuck… ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas [Outro] Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas” ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas” ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas” ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas Everybody know they can’t fuck with us ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what? ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what? ‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what? Ace Hood - We Them Niggas Lyrics

Ace Hood - We Them Niggas Lyrics

We Them Niggas Lyrics by Ace Hood [Hook] Anybody seen a waitress? Tell her bring more liquor All my dawgs in the building, and we smokin’ o...

Ace Hood - We Outchea Lyrics (Ft. Lil Wayne)

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We Outchea Lyrics by Ace Hood Ft. Lil Wayne   [Intro: Ace Hood] Real life, Ace Hoooood We the motherfuckin' best huh [Bridge: Ace Hood] I made my way from the bottom And I'm grindin' I wake up every morning lookin' for commas 'Bout my dollars I'm goin' all out and that's on my mama, on my mama (on my mama) [Hook: Ace Hood x Lil Wayne] Cause we outchea, we outchea, We outchea we outchea Aint no sleepin' (aint no sleepin') Cause we outchea (cause we outchea) We outchea (cause we outchea) Cause we outchea (we outchea) Grindin' all damn night, cause we outchea [Verse 1: Ace Hood] Everyday that I'm wakenin', I'mma say my prayers (Amen) I'mma get on my grind off my mama need a new crib (Amen) And I'mma make that shake, gotta put the food on they plate Stay focus gotta get money, never gave a fuck what they say Aint no time to sleep, I get guap Aint no Jordan's in the shoe box Aint no roof that came with that drop Chase that paper youngin' dont stop Nigga I was born and raised in that jungle Trying to get my fuckin' in, that's struggle Fuck that nine to five that don't cut Aint no job I guess thats my luck Yeah, nigga outchea in safe date Trying to triple what I made today This one right here is for my real niggas And bad bitches who gettin' cake Count it up til your thumbs hurt Put fam second and God first Hatin' niggas aint phasin' me You couldn't walk a mile in my foot work [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Money over the best pussy The blind hear me, the deaf lookin' When opportunity knock I run out the back door shit I thought it was the cops, damn I fuck the bitch with a broom stick The same broom I didn't clean my room with Stay on my toes, no ballet Shout out me Zoe's, sapa say I'm twisted weed in my mansion I go dumb in alumni Stanford Remember when moms couldn't afford Pampers Now she trying to avoid cameras All I do is count my blessings Weezy F. for fortunate I came up from that bottom Now I'm richer than chocolate, Lil Tunechi [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] I say another day, another dollar Thank the Lord for my praying mama Watching back in this cold world 'Cause everybody won't see tomorrow Money callin' and I'm motivated Kill the beat, its pre-meditated Still remember like yesterday when them hard times had me frustrated Say any day I'mma go get it Pair of J's and my Florida fitted Quittin' not in my vocab and no hate found in my soul spirit Young nigga trying to feed the fail Hatin' on me I dont give a damn Out here like what nigga? You don't get the picutre like Instagram Hundred dollars to a couple grand Couple grand to a hundred bands Hundred bands to those big M's And my weight up like six gyms I'm outchea and I mean that We The Best where my team at? Bad vibes I dont need that I'da come to far to be lookin' back [Bridge] [Hook]

Ace Hood - We Outchea Lyrics (Ft. Lil Wayne)

We Outchea Lyrics by Ace Hood Ft. Lil Wayne [Intro: Ace Hood] Real life, Ace Hoooood We the motherfuckin' best huh [Bridge: Ace Hood]...

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