I Do

[Intro]

Chingy, Track Stars

(How many rides you got, dirty?)

Well, I got a Caprice on 24's

I got a Range Rover with spinners

I got an Impala with beat (let's go!)

[Chorus]

I do ride Bentleys and coupes

But I don't give away all my loot

Trick four've us and a tramp, I won't

Ride less then 20 inches, I don't

But I do—

[Verse 1]

Know this might be a single when I brought my chains on

So they might jingle if she give me brains on

The haters know where my crew is, so famous

That I can't go nowhere in the Lou, you name it

The mall, the gas station, them people be waitin'

To see me hop in somethin' hatin' all them duece duece skatin'

Runnin' it like Walter Payton and tell you "fuck you"

I'm so blatant, the paper I'm savin', my bank acount is amazin'

I'm ratin' myself a 20, I'm takin' myself a 20

I'm doin' this show for 20, then holla at me in 20

About money, I gots to make

Stack up a couple hundred mil then take my ass a break

[Chorus]

I do ride Bentleys and coupes

But I don't give away all my loot

Trick four've us and a tramp, I won't

Ride less then 20 inches, I don't

But I do—

[Verse 2]

I gotta 75 Caprice in my yard

A Loui drop top graphics, man, it's hard

Custom-made interior, dirty, it's the shit

Dayton spins and spokes 24's on it

Yup, yup, got a TV in the steerin' wheel like Luda

And if you run up on me look, dirty, I'll shoot ya

G.I.B 1 on my customized plates

Slide a lot of bottles, don't never come fake

I'm about to hit Lillian, just past Clackston

Whippin' with a piece that's better than Toni Braxton's

Ain't no right, no rhythm in with my few team bumps

I got the three amps and the woofers in my trunk

Yeah, I know you money-hungry hoes wanna roadtrip

You know I ride nothin' less than them dubs

[Chorus]

I do ride Bentleys and coupes

But I don't give away all my loot

Trick four've us and a tramp, I won't

Ride less then 20 inches, I don't

But I do—

[Bridge]

Pretty honey hit me lookin' good

Right sittin' on the banks lookin' good

100 000 round my neck lookin' good

Cappers tryin' to run up, I wish she would

[Verse 3]

I role with nothin' but ballas with 26's with them chrome lips

Rims on the truck make them heffers get hypnotized quick

Candy-colored paint, makin' them tricks faint

And there's bars on my top er'y time to step up into my whip

OG blue secrets, money makin' you fools sick

Us slingin thurr, my dirtys flippin' some whole bricks

I don't give a damn if you don't give a damn

I'ma stunt, I'ma go and let us know who I am

Cars, clothes, money, ice, straps, clips, hoes, dikes

Magnums, freaks, house, price, 1 point 5 life

[Chorus]

I do ride Bentleys and coupes

But I don't give away all my loot

Trick four've us and a tramp, I won't

Ride less then 20 inches, I don't

But I do—