The Kickdrums - Ride Me lyrics

[Babenstein]: For better or for worse Married With Children Peggy Bundy on the verse Drivin' too fast Tryin not to crash In the Sentra singin' Sinatra like a n***a got cla** Yes, I got a few lessons to learn and yo' ho is tryna Ms. Frizzle But please believe I'm runnin' the course on how to make it drizzle In the daytime its princess Nighttime its mistress Babenstein More like Einstein And you n***as got on dunce caps That's a little outta line but i prefer it raunchy Like i said n***as aren't educated Can't even pronounce Givenchy Out here sayin' GivINchy While im out here feelin like Tenchi Got Ryoko and my Ayeka and they both tryna f** with me We 5 b**hes deep up in the club So you can call it fistin' My main b**h think she the only one But I'ma stew her like Kristen In the all black Calvin Klein Pullin' yo girl and pissin' off mine Little pearly draws and they fit fine Boy pull that curtain it's showtime Loooooord Please forgive these hoes For they not know what a real b**h do And no I'm not Japanese But the coochie sweeter than a Hi-Chew And yes it's completely shaved so you don't have to search Baby me plus you wouldn't be hard math So be sure to show me that work Barf Troop, baby BTB, come get lifted You'd a**ume it's kung-fu with all these b**hes tryna kick it Rhymes on my mind like a motherf**in' fitted Naaah not a snapback you'll see that with the kitty oooh It's I Spy b**hes And y'all n***as seem to always find us And if I wore sweatpants even those would be designer Homeboy said he want me I told him to get in line And maybe he might say hello to my little friend Like Tony Montana AH! [Babeo Baggins]: (Woooow, you so much money! You're trying to spend it all on me? Wow, you're the sweetest! Like I love you so much. But really that dress I want… can you buy it today?) [Justin Baber]: Pebbles and Bam Bam We're the kids you yabba dabba come to Prehistoric flow Your b**h is feelin' uncouth Lookin' carnivorous at the function with my leopard shoes And red bones Goose and Malibu on the Flintstones Don't remember last night May God forgive us Knew from 2004 that Jesus walks with us I saw him last night at the corner store buyin' swishers Like Nas Aimin' guns in alla my baby pictures Smoke down to my fingertips Still pin hair up with a roach clip This beat is wavy And we ride it like a pirate ship Makin' scurvy n***as walk the plank Switch the aesthetic up Closet game Hilary Banks Gimme all your time, touch, love, and attention Gimme all your d**, props, money, and connections Lick my sugar daddy up He's sweet like candy Give me a spank or two If I start actin' badly And that's real But I can get used to how this ice feels Gimme the nicest slice of pie In the Big Apple Importing tea from India No more drinkin' Snapple [Babeo Baggins]: (Of course I'm not using you for your money, don't be silly!) [Justin Baber]: Takin' bubble baths with Don P Tom Ford aviators Steppin outta Terry's diary Do you think you're over me? Gettin' charged while watchin' Gandhi Barkin up the wrong topiary While you're cherry pickin' apple trees Knock hoes over Somebody yell out timber No one's around to hear ‘em fall Permanently hibernating starting this winter