Montecristo (Just Ride)

Hey
 Yeah
 Hey
 Verse 1:
 Bad bitches, yeah, I got ‘em mad lit
 She moaning in the background
 Yeah, I got her adlibbing
 Could you imagine? Me
 Without no bad women?
 ‘Magine if the Beatles never had Lennon (ha)
 Or jeans ain’t have denim
 Fast lane living
 Getting mad lit
 This shit is magic
 Got three bitches, shit a hat trick
 And, one a actress
 The other know I ball just like a Maverick
 The other one a say she wanna do my taxes
 I had to cut her off
 Though, her doing was butter soft
 Now, I’m calling up her mother
 Day she wanna come and talk
She got lumps, she want a stunter
 Her “pedigree” is cold as Hunter’s
 That’s Triple H
 She ate me like a dinner
 Then, I skate
 Ironic, ‘cause her daughter is a cook
 seen her again at eight
 Again, she ate
 And, then, I beat it
 time to initiate
 I dip again, I had hit her friend
 she slip in that penny to show that body
 A novel hottie
 Hop in Bugatti, and we
 Chorus:
 Ride, push that bullshit to the side
 She just wanna fuck me
 I could see it in her eyes
 So, toot it up, shorty make that body roll
 The night’s still young, shorty, make that body go
 Just ride
 Push that bullshit to the side (Side!)
 She just wanna fuck me
 I could see it in her eyes (yeah)
 So, toot it up, shorty make that body roll
 The night’s still young, shorty, make that body go
Verse 2:
 Go, go, go, go, it’s a vibe
 Shorty mad lit, you could see it in her eyes
 She play her position, she could see it
 I’m the prize
 She a trophy?
 Then, I’m Kobe
 Euro-stepping, like Ginobli
 I just get her to the spot, and let her eat me like a hoagie
 Niggas phony, how you say you up to par while shooting bogeys?
 Niggas said they want smoke?
 I’m Montecristo, you a stoagie
 Pack the pistol while she blow me
 Bitch, it’s Griff
 The one and only
 Show me howyou drop it down, and you a rider
 She help the pain, but not really a cure
 Call her Pfiser
 Got shorty a lil’ tennis bracelet with a visor
 She open up, and now I’m feeling whats really inside her
 Show the horns, up the ruegar if they croak
 That’s the only option when you moving like a G.O.A.T.
 Hella clean, you would think we moving soap
 Probably think we moving dope
 Nigga, we just counting notes
Nigga, we just counting notes
 Wejust counting notes
 Chorus:
 Ride, push that bullshit to the side (Side!)
 She just wanna fuck me
 I could see it in her eyes (ha)
 So, toot it up, shorty make that body roll (roll)
 The night’s still young, shorty, make that body go
 Just ride
 Push that bullshit to the side (side)
 She just wanna fuck me
 I could see it in her eyes (yeah)
 So, toot it up, shorty, make that body roll (roll)
 The night’s still young, shorty, make that body go
 Go, go, go, g