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MihTy, Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign - Ride It (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeremih
Jeremih
Performer
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Felton
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Melvin Moore
Melvin Moore
Songwriter
Teddy Pena
Teddy Pena
Songwriter
Jocelyn Donald
Jocelyn Donald
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Retrofuture
Retrofuture
Producer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer
Sauce Miyagi
Sauce Miyagi
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Hitmaka She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah She ride it, oh yeah On top of me (On top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ayy She ride it, oh yeah She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah She ride it, oh yeah On top of me (On top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ayy She ride it, oh yeah Too many dollars, she fuck around, get 'em all (Oh yeah) On the floor, she gon' rack it up, non stop Diamonds and rubies, she don't wanna feel like a groupie And I'm tryna leave with a two piece, yeah, ayy Let a nigga pull her panties to the side Ain't no telling how she feeling inside Say your best friend down for the try, yeah Rollie hating on me, never on time Henny shots, make a nigga go rounds From the front, I can see that shit bounce She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah She ride it, oh yeah On top of me (On top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ayy She ride it, oh yeah She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah She ride it, oh yeah On top of me (On top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ayy She ride it, oh yeah I want you doing your dance I spent this all advance, sloppy do it with no hands While I blow this cash, topping me while I'm driving Don't make me crash She said, slow it down Just make this last Girl, you remind me of my Benz the way that pussy soak Classic, try to smack it in her 'Ray, but ain't no room up in that backseat Couple California kings, I need more room for all this action I'll buy you the highest fashion Watch you trying to fit that ass in She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah She ride it, oh yeah On top of me (On top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ayy She ride it, oh yeah She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah She ride it, oh yeah On top of me (On top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ayy She ride it, oh yeah On top of me And don't hide that shit Girl, ride that shit Don't stop that shit She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah She ride it, oh yeah On top of me (On top), she ride it, oh yeah She ride it, ayy She ride it, oh yeah She ride it (What) She ride it, oh yeah (Yeah) She ride it, yeah
Writer(s): Jeremy P. Felton, Christian Ward, Melvin Ray Moore, Jocelyn Donald, Tyrone William Griffin Jr., Teddy Terrel Pena Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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