PYT

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[Intro: Memphis Bleek] Yeah, motherfuckers That's what y'all want right That ol' gangsta, that ol' gangsta Check it out now yo, yo All I need, bomb ass freak, nigga Hold me down, nigga, hold my heat, shit Stash a brick, blast the clip Gangsta shit [Verse 1: Memphis Bleek & Jay-Z] Yo, I need me a straight down girl, get dow, girl One to hold me down, one I can count on I'll even teach her how to load the Glocks Sophisticated school girl Be on my block Rocking bracelets, anklets the basics Petite nice body, skin and face sick One I could shop with Go uptown and cop with She not a thug girl but my down chick She know how to roll the weed but don't smoke She know how to cook the coke and bag dope Screen my calls Flip on me when I'm wrong Talk shit through the night Throw it on me on the morn' She like it from the back With my fingers in her hair I love it in any position Ma, I don't care She like when I shine up them jewels that blind her And drive by (Yeah) the projects (Yeah) while (Yeah) a nigga hollar [Chorus: Jay-Z, Memphis Bleek, Both] I let her drive the V, she's my pretty young thing, let her Ride with me, she's my pretty young thing Rap or robbery, she's my pretty young thing Yeah, she's my gangsta bitch I let her drive the V, she's my pretty young thing, let her Ride with me, she's my pretty young thing Rap or robbery, she's my pretty young thing Yeah, she's my, my down ass bitch [Verse 2: Memphis Bleek] Yo, you know how I do Dillinger duece duece One in the sleeve, one in the construction boots My shorty, tote two, that's what she do One in her purse and one in her Gucci goose I keep her Prada down Bitches wanna hollar now She back out the step When yo niggers crowd around That's my road dog And you know I unload for her She hold me down anytime I call for her Like at the time when I crashed the Jag She brought the Yukon 2000 black Through a screen and a DVD Twenites on the truck that'll piss you off In return I sent her on a tour thru Sacks With ten grand shopping spree to get back I brought her a five that look nice when she drive Put a Glock on the dash, nigga Watch the stash, nigga [Chorus: Jay-Z, Memphis Bleek, Both] I let her drive my V, she's my pretty young thing, let her Ride with me, she's my pretty young thing Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing Yea, she's my gangsta bitch I let her drive the V, my pretty young thing, let her Ride with me, she's my pretty young thing Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing Yea, she's my down ass bitch [Verse 3: Memphis Bleek & Amil] Ayo I ride for my lady Die for my lady Hold my 380 baby This what the game made me I'm a hustler, love it or not I be thuggin;, huggin' the block Glock bustin' running from cops Uh, I'm right beside Pull the gat out of my Prada purse Clock 'em, clock 'em That's gotta hurt I'm your down bitch, your accomplice Ride for you, baby and that's a promise I got your back, nigga I'm the one you trust to count on your stacks, nigga Cook your cracks, nigga I park the Pinsky right off the pounds Let off hollow rounds if shit goes down I'm with the robberies, holdin' banks up This pretty young thing gonna keep it gangsta what? Uh-huh, yeah, Amil-lion wha-what? Amil-lion, Memph man what? uh [Chorus: Jay-Z, Memphis Bleek, Both] I let her drive the V, she's my pretty young thing, let her Ride with me, she's my pretty young thing Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing Yea, she's my down ass bitch I let her drive the V, my pretty young thing, let her Ride with me, she's my pretty young thing Rap or robbery, my pretty young thing Yea, she's my gangsta bitch [Outro: Jay-Z, Memphis Bleek, Both] Ride with me, (Uh) my pretty young thing (Uh huh), let her My pretty young thing (Uh huh), let her My pretty young thing (Uh huh) My down ass bitch