The Americanos Do you wanna ride, ride, ride, in my Fallin' Let the top bag all the way Rollin' through the streets of L.A., girl Do you wanna ride, ride, ride, in my Fallin' We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no other ways to go, girl, do you wanna ride? There's shows you wanna ride and shows you wanna slide For sure we gettin' saucy, sure we gettin' high Pull up, swaggin', hop out the wagon Suckas gon' hate but the ladies wanna rag What you saying, what you say, what you say? Whole team faded like John with the J Cradle to the grave and White to the bait Millions in the bank and the hundreds in the safe Ain't nothin' to a G, baby Foreigner sittin' low, climb out the V, baby Ain't nothin' to a G, baby Foreigner sittin' low, climb out the V, baby Do you wanna ride, ride, ride? In my Farley, in my Farley With the top back all the way Rollin' through the streets of L.A., yeah Do you wanna ride, ride, ride? In my Farley, in my Farley We can turn up the radio We ain't got no place to go, girl Feels like Saturday Every day I'm smokin' loud and feelin' so high I'm rollin' good Through my hood Gettin' lit like the 4th of July Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I've been missin' you Tellin' all my friends about the things that you do Baby, I don't know what you did to me Every time I pull up, it's all in my meat Do you wanna ride? Till your girl come slide And we can get lit tonight Yeah, yeah I ain't gotta tell you how it is Baby, I'ma give you the bitch How you wanna roll? In the Lambo of the road Cause you know that bop, you got flow Do you wanna ride, ride, ride? In my Farley, in my Farley With the top back all the way Rollin' through the streets of L.A., yeah Do you wanna ride, ride, ride? In my Farley, in my Farley We can turn up the radio We ain't got no place to go No, we wanna ride You should bring your homie I'll bring y'all too I know you like the spotlight So let me introduce you Just me and you Parked up at the top, looking at the view So many things that we could do Just ride with me, you'll never lose Do you wanna ride? In my Farley Get your red bottom heels, no Jordans I know your ex-boyfriend was hella boring Now it's game 130, no snoring Do you wanna ride, ride, ride? In my Farley, in my Farley With the top back all the way Rollin' through the streets of L.A., yeah Do you wanna ride, ride, ride? In my Farley, in my Farley We can turn up the radio We ain't got no place to go, girl Do you wanna ride? In my Farley Get your red bottom heels, no Jordans I know your ex-boyfriend was hella boring Now it's game 130, no snoring Do you wanna ride? In my Farley Get your red bottom heels, no Jordans I know your ex-boyfriend was hella boring Now it's game 130, no snoring Do you wanna ride?