Tekst:
Method Man Let S Ride

at your time Let's ride, let's roll, all night, oh lord Full night, oooh tell me something [Chorus] [Outro: Method Man] Yeah, this is Ginuwine, uh Method Man

your time Let's ride, let's roll, all night, oh lord Full night, oooh tell me something [Chorus] [Outro: Method Man] Yeah, this is Ginuwine, uh Method Man

I think it's time that I tell the truth I been dissin' females since my early youth But you know that's a drag and there's no doubt 'Cause girlies are

That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss' life Now this is for the B's and the C's, and the D's and the H's And the G's puttin' work in overseas

Uh.. Come on [3X] State your business Come on Let's make it hot Come on (word) Let's make it hot Come on Let's make it hot Come on, let's make it hot (

that's some Miami shit Chevys on 22's, 24's, 26 Now that's some Miami shit That's right, that's what, that's right, that's what That's right, I'm from

Starks [Chorus] [Method Man] Uh, still applying the pain The purple frying my brain, this woman's crying again She, tired of fighting, my feelings likely the same That's

[Monoxide Child] Let's get high and just fuck. I hit ya till ya bleed. And we can just blame it on the weed. Little freak. Sucking me off makin my knees

ripped, on that bullshit they stressin' I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's manditory No guts, no glory my nigga bitch got the game distorted Now it's on and it's