Cuban Doll Down To Ride Lyrics
Down To Ride by Cuban Doll
[Verse 1: NyNy]
Put my trust up in you, you a damn fool
I don't trust my own family 'cause they switch too
Baby boy, stop sayin' you weren't sprung boo
I had you wrapped around my finger like a ring do
I don't even like to talk but my thugs do
Lil G ridin' round in that Benz coupe
And Cuban right here, I guarantee she bustin' too
I ain't got no time to talk, sorry if I'm rude
Rose gold in my mouth, that's a pretty penny
Diamonds on my teeth too, why you think I'm grinnin'?
All these girls are my kids, yeah they tryna be me
And all my brothers shoot too, better go ask Flex Sinny
Flexin' with your partner brands so how you up?
I'm really 'bout my bands so I'ma run it up
You banged on your sister so how you real?
I'm touchin' blues with my sisters, we gon' get a mil'
[Chorus: NyNy / NyNy & Cuban Doll]
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?
I can't even count on you
If you ain't tryna get no blues
He said he in love with me
I tell him baby boy, we gon' see
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?
[Verse 2: Cuban Doll]
Bitch you ain't bossy, you ain't really got it
How you say you just talkin', say you ten toes
No whip, nope you ain't throssin', you ten toes down
No shit, you be walkin', I'ma be ballin'
'Til they put me in the coffin, uh-huh
Get that bag on it's all not for us
I ain't in the mood so bitch don't talk to us
How yo' ass catchin' books like Randy Moss or something?
We just took a trip to the pros, bringin' sticks to the show
I ain't gotta shoot it real, stomp your shit to the floor
You a bitch, she a ho and we already know
When we hit, bitch you ain't know shit 'cause you broke
You say that's your nigga? I don't wanna meet him
You say that's your nigga, why he in my DMs?
Pay a bail for the Guccis, I don't want no Filas
All this ice in my chain, collect, I'ma need it (Cuban)
[Chorus: NyNy]
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?
I can't even count on you
If you ain't tryna get no blues
He said he in love with me
I tell him baby boy, we gon' see
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?
Put my trust up in you, you a damn fool
I don't trust my own family 'cause they switch too
Baby boy, stop sayin' you weren't sprung boo
I had you wrapped around my finger like a ring do
I don't even like to talk but my thugs do
Lil G ridin' round in that Benz coupe
And Cuban right here, I guarantee she bustin' too
I ain't got no time to talk, sorry if I'm rude
Rose gold in my mouth, that's a pretty penny
Diamonds on my teeth too, why you think I'm grinnin'?
All these girls are my kids, yeah they tryna be me
And all my brothers shoot too, better go ask Flex Sinny
Flexin' with your partner brands so how you up?
I'm really 'bout my bands so I'ma run it up
You banged on your sister so how you real?
I'm touchin' blues with my sisters, we gon' get a mil'
[Chorus: NyNy / NyNy & Cuban Doll]
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?
I can't even count on you
If you ain't tryna get no blues
He said he in love with me
I tell him baby boy, we gon' see
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?
[Verse 2: Cuban Doll]
Bitch you ain't bossy, you ain't really got it
How you say you just talkin', say you ten toes
No whip, nope you ain't throssin', you ten toes down
No shit, you be walkin', I'ma be ballin'
'Til they put me in the coffin, uh-huh
Get that bag on it's all not for us
I ain't in the mood so bitch don't talk to us
How yo' ass catchin' books like Randy Moss or something?
We just took a trip to the pros, bringin' sticks to the show
I ain't gotta shoot it real, stomp your shit to the floor
You a bitch, she a ho and we already know
When we hit, bitch you ain't know shit 'cause you broke
You say that's your nigga? I don't wanna meet him
You say that's your nigga, why he in my DMs?
Pay a bail for the Guccis, I don't want no Filas
All this ice in my chain, collect, I'ma need it (Cuban)
[Chorus: NyNy]
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?
I can't even count on you
If you ain't tryna get no blues
He said he in love with me
I tell him baby boy, we gon' see
Baby, is really you down to ride?
Or is you gon' leave when it's time?