Just Ridin’ By

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Devin The Dude] Door slowly opens, in walks Mr. Copeland Coughin' and he's chokin', 'cause he's smokin' somethin' potent Glidin' and he's floatin' like he do when he rap Now he's sittin', sippin' brew, with your boo in his lap Short skirt and no panties, actin' so manish Later on, take her home, naked, slow-dancin' Never romantic, Devin's so candid Fuck 'em then he duck 'em, cold sandwich, no Grammy, but How can I expect 'em to give me an award When I'll just jack my dick off and walk on the stage on hard? Like a dirty old mane, I ain't servin' no 'caine Couple'a D-dubs, so I ain't swervin' no lanes Just tryna get from A to B, see what I got? This D, now that's enough, I'm finished, get the F out I just rock to the rhythm that just don't stop Dick plops in your mouth or your [?] [Chorus: Devin The Dude] Just ridin' by, but there's a party inside So I'm gon' slide in I park my ride, I'm in here lyin' with a gal Poke her, stroke her like a violin [Verse 2: Big Pokey] You know it's pimpin' in the building when I enter the door Feelin' like it's d�j� vu, like I been here before (Been here before) Money over a hoe, that's the code that I live by See, mine gon' break bread, knead the dick like a ribeye (Yeah) Roll me up a paper square and poured up a cup I got a eight, a four on me, another four in my truck (Four in my truck) She asked me was I cool and was I wantin' to stay She said, "I hope so, because my homegirl on the way" I like it when they nasty and they do what I say It's like whatever, whenever, she gon' go through with the play Now she walkin' 'round this bitch with no clothes on (Clothes on) And her partner at the door, you know what's goin' on (Real talk) [Chorus: Devin The Dude & Lil Keke] Just ridin' by, but there's a party inside (That's right) So I'm gon' slide in I park my ride (You know how we do this thing) I'm in here lyin' with a gal Poke her, stroke her like a violin [Verse 3: Lil' Keke] Smokin' on somethin' special and nice, fuck the price Yes, it's manicured, rolled up tight and pullin' right Scoop her and take a flight, I'm on a mission It's pimpin', never simpin', that's the reason why she listen Straight up out the kitchen, pussy hotter than a oven Fresh exotic flavors in my paper's what I'm lovin' The green monster comin', chiefin' with a young'n Get full of that strong, and later on, I do some plumbin' Nice fat ass, I'm talkin' hips without a stomach Oh, by the way, pass the trey so I can dump it It's thick smoke in the car, papers, no cigar We blow a couple, turn us some corners, and catch a bar This shit come out the jar, I'm all about the bread She lickin' and strippin', I told her, "Baby, go ahead" 'Cause pimpin' never scared; you barkin' up my tree? Smokin' on a forest, goin' hard as Don Quix' Yeah [Chorus] I'm just ridin' by, but there's a party inside So I'm gon' slide in I park my ride, I'm in here lyin' with a gal Poke her, stroke her like a violin Just ridin' by, but there's a party inside So I'm gon' slide in I park my ride, I'm in here lyin' with a gal Poke her, stroke her like a violin