you that I lied And would you say goodbye, would you let it ride? Would you let it ride? Would you let it ride? Would you let it ride? Would you let it ride
Traduction: Big Sugar. Let It Ride.
a range, buy expensive thangs It ain't me babe, it ain't me, no, it ain't me, No way, no how, uh uhh It ain't me babe, it ain't me, no, it ain't me, Ice
on my feet Sugar brown ladies or red bones on my meat I'ma skip with the rub or not, on my sheets And ride with a big fo'-five, on my seat Pulling out
we took y'all beat Cause you wasn't rockin it right Tired of suckers rockin it, toss it up, is how we did it Yeah, toss it up now!
I keep it ghetto! A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my rose petal Tooey, tooey, tooey, tooey! Spit game! Venom to get it up in 'em, let
s wild soft I'll let a rich n!gga hit it on his golf course I got a young dude open, that was my fault I let him see me in my bra and my boy shorts Now
glass of chardonnay and now lets go dance the night away [Chorus] Shawty shake it (shake it shake it) Shake your sugar for me (shake it shake it) [x7] [Backbone] Now let
it, pull it, pull it, pull it Wanna look at your eyes When you get the big prize Gonna give it a kind When I pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it
gotta be scared, go 'head let it out, It could stay between you and me. We could turn it up, I'm turnin' you out, If you take my hand and leave. [Chorus
game when you see it Got my niggaz at my back cold strapped if I need it Time Time Who got the Time Fuck it up up Who got the soul Let it flow
Stoney Creek Like i said, roll it up take a hit and then pass it That's how we do it when we roll down grass shit It's guarenteed everytime we get hoe
m clutchin my thang; Stuffin in it, strokin it down, beat the stuff up Uh-uh shorty, don't run from it She give me the booty i'm breakin it off I can
(Chorus) x2 I hate it when it's too many niggaz (Too many niggaz) Not enough hoes Too many rookies Not enough pros The game got switched on some Ludacris
it right I can love you long time I become a big crime Then I'll Pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it What she want it uptight I promise a good night Girl
let me know if you gon' ride tonight Cause this paper we makin' is real, all day {Verse} It's like that y'all (that y'all) Don't get it twisted with
the sister of my man Big Vince Like some shit from out the flicks we been in love ever since She called me her chocolate brotha, I call her my sugar