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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