Ride
Foxy Brown feat. Eightball MJG & Juvenile Lyrics


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Let's get it hype nigga
Let's get it crump
Yeah yeah yeah

Pass me them swisher sweets let's get it crump
If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump
Blast ryhmes like I pump turn your belly to jelly
Veteran MC I don't think you rookies is ready
Three hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit
I run with suave always packin' something to kill with
Feel this bitch, when I get rich I'mma still hustle
Go down in history, paper taller then Bill Russel
Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basement
Choppin boys up, on some puttin' it in they face shit
Eight Ball, F-a-t M-a-see-k, known for layin' it down
And doin' shit the playa way
Callabo's of the dough ain't no secret
Space-age pimpin' means I don't do free shit
Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me
Yours truly, signed Eightball and MJG

All my hard core niggas, what you want to do?
My real thug-ass niggas, what you want to do?
All my money making bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real bitches at
Where them real bitches at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh?
And where my buck niggas at
Where my buck niggas at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on

I ain't new to this
Damn nice bitch that's true to this
Money ain't never been a thing to me
Always stack my dough, holla back (uh)
Ass fat, thighs thick, titties perfect
Inhale the cheese from here to Tel Aviv
Y'all know it, shit I don't bluff
And no dough? I don't fuck 'em
Fuck I'mma fake for?
Make mine's, someone take yours
Cause I'm no nigga like love be 'fore
Make bitch scream like, gimme some more
If a nigga broke, what'd you fuck him for?
Waste of time
It's like we playette minds
don't stop, get it get it
Bitches, take it from a real motherfuckin' pro
Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these niggas
They gon' pimp if you let them
From NY to the dirty south
And them bitches' dime tight
I got my mind right
And my ice got the shine right
And if it don't rhyme, bitches
When them lights hit the wrist
You won't be sticking shit
You be lickin' this

All my hard core niggas, what you want to do?
My real thug-ass niggas, what you want to do?
All my money making bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real bitches at
Where them real bitches at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh?
And where my buck niggas at
Where my buck niggas at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on

I'm the pimp motherfucker, baby
Ice cold, stories so high
I built the whole village twice
So tight fold crease right on the President's nose
Pimp clothes, drinkin straight Henney and Buckstrum
Touch toed, hoes take the center fold pose
Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter those
Pros, slam those
Game tied tight like bows, we never close
Three-sixty-five, twenty-four
Hand chose bithces a la mode, gettin' sold
Bust a load, the killer ass scorin' it, gettin' blowed
Keep it froze, took up with a tougher wild bow
Stick of gold, somethin' from the school of the old
Forever flows, I take it down as deep as it can go
Burn rolls, braids tight, blazed afros
We're pushin' hoes
Tits get erect, lactose, pay the toll
MJG is in control

All my hard core niggas, what you want to do?
My real thug-ass niggas, what you want to do?
All my money making bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real bitches at
Where them real bitches at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh?
And where my buck niggas at
Where my buck niggas at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on

You dis', and you know bars where you can slow down
Up in the morning and the code is 'bout to go down
There's no repose now, better explode round
Them jackets be on the lose until the dope is found
Juvenile's my name, bitch
I represent it to the end, the same shit
niggas don't be wearin suits on theses blocks
All you see is digibles and Reeboks
I dealin' head to the bag, but lets grab two
Willin' to bust a nigga hands if he had to
You could feel him sayin' my nigga can use a hot boy
Plug out, Blug eye Blug her
Better get up off the blackboard
Corporate at times, but your mommy a bounce boy
Cash wasn't a million, never hit the spot boy
You gon' cry son, who sold you the cows, huh?
He in a cell block now 'cause you too high now

All my hard core niggas, what you want to do?
My real thug-ass niggas, what you want to do?
All my money making bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real bitches at
Where them real bitches at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh?
And where my buck niggas at
Where my buck niggas at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on

Where the real ones at? Be-atch
Oh, you know how we feel
About all you 'want to be' ass ghetto super stars
Want to be like 'me ass" niggas
Tryin' to be like Foxy Brown bitches
I give a fuck about your intermureal status, mothafucka
You ain't nobody
We been doing this, been doin' this shit
We go way back with this baby
Talkin' about this real shit on the mutha fuckin' microphone
Pimps and hoes and gettin' money
Tricks and hoes and fuckin'
Muthafuckin' clothes and shit ridin' vogues and shit
Think I'm riding all 20's and shit
nigga what chu got?
Brand new-assed nigga
You don't know nothin' about this game
Come on

All my hard core niggas, what you want to do?
My real thug-ass niggas, what you want to do?
All my money making bitches if you ride with me
I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
Now where them real bitches at
Where them real bitches at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, huh?
And where my buck niggas at




Where my buck niggas at
Where they at, where they at, where they at, come on

Overall Meaning

The song "Ride" by Foxy Brown ft. Eightball MJG and Juvenile is a classic hip hop track that revolves around themes of pimping, hustling and flaunting material wealth. The song features hard-hitting verses from all three rappers, with slick rhyming and clever wordplay.


The lyrics convey a sense of confidence and swagger, with Foxy Brown setting the tone with her opening lines: "Pass me them swisher sweets let's get it crump, If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump". The song also highlights the artists' strong work ethic and determination to succeed, with lines such as "when I get rich I'mma still hustle, Go down in history, paper taller then Bill Russel".


Throughout the song, the artists make references to various hip hop staples such as fancy cars, bling and voluptuous women. They also incorporate their unique regional styles, with Eightball and MJG representing the Southern sound and Juvenile bringing in his distinct New Orleans flavor.


Overall, "Ride" is a classic example of 90s hip hop, with its hard-hitting beats, confident lyrics and unique regional styles.


Line by Line Meaning

Let's get it hype nigga
Let's get energetic and excited, my friend


Let's get it crump
Let's get wild and crazy


Yeah yeah yeah
Yes, yes, yes


Pass me them swisher sweets let's get it crump
Hand me those cigars, so we can get wild and crazy


If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump
If someone disrespects me, I'm going to show them how capable I am and take action


Blast ryhmes like I pump turn your belly to jelly
I deliver my rap lines with such force that it will shake you to your core


Veteran MC I don't think you rookies is ready
As an experienced rapper, I don't believe the newcomers are prepared for what I bring


Three hundred and fifty pounds of pressure to deal wit
I handle situations with immense strength and power


I run with suave always packin' something to kill with
I move confidently and always carry something to defend myself


Feel this bitch, when I get rich I'mma still hustle
Experience the intensity of my words; even when I become wealthy, I will continue grinding and working hard


Go down in history, paper taller then Bill Russel
I aim to become legendary and have wealth that surpasses even Bill Russell


Kilo flows, I got 'em hid in the basement
I possess powerful rap flows, hidden away in the depths of my talent


Choppin boys up, on some puttin' it in they face shit
I lyrically destroy my opponents, confronting them with fierce and direct words


Eight Ball, F-a-t M-a-see-k, known for layin' it down
Eight Ball and MJG, renowned for delivering their music with great impact


And doin' shit the playa way
And doing things in a cool and smooth manner


Callabo's of the dough ain't no secret
Collaborations with successful artists are no surprise to us


Space-age pimpin' means I don't do free shit
Being a modern pimp means I don't engage in activities without monetary gain


Time waits for no one, it ain't gon' wait for me
Time does not pause for anyone, including me


Yours truly, signed Eightball and MJG
Sincerely yours, signed Eightball and MJG


All my hard core niggas, what you want to do?
All my dedicated and passionate individuals, what actions are you ready for?


My real thug-ass niggas, what you want to do?
My genuinely tough and fearless individuals, what ambitions do you have?


All my money making bitches if you ride with me
All my ambitious and successful women, if you support me


I'mma pimp 'till I die and I'mma ride for free
I will continue to live as a pimp throughout my life, and I will protect my associates without expecting anything in return


Now where them real bitches at
Where are the genuine and authentic women?


And where my buck niggas at
And where are the confident and strong men?


I ain't new to this
I am not inexperienced in this lifestyle


Damn nice bitch that's true to this
I am a highly skilled and dedicated woman in this industry


Money ain't never been a thing to me
I have never lacked money in my life


Always stack my dough, holla back (uh)
I consistently save and accumulate money, shout back at it


Ass fat, thighs thick, titties perfect
My buttocks are voluptuous, my thighs are curvaceous, and my breasts are impeccable


Inhale the cheese from here to Tel Aviv
I consume a significant amount of wealth, not only locally but globally


Y'all know it, shit I don't bluff
You all are aware, I do not lie


And no dough? I don't fuck 'em
And if there is no money? I don't engage with them sexually


Fuck I'mma fake for?
Why would I pretend to be someone I'm not?


Make mine's, someone take yours
I focus on acquiring my own wealth while others try to take yours


Cause I'm no nigga like love be 'fore
Because I am not a naive person who falls easily in love


Make bitch scream like, gimme some more
I make women scream in pleasure, demanding more


If a nigga broke, what'd you fuck him for?
If a man is financially struggling, why would you engage in sexual activities with him?


Waste of time
It is a pointless endeavor


It's like we playette minds
It's as if we have the minds of players


Don't stop, get it get it
Don't stop, continue to pursue and acquire wealth


Bitches, take it from a real motherfuckin' pro
Ladies, listen to the advice of someone who is highly experienced in this lifestyle


Y'all get that dough, we don't trust these niggas
You all acquire that money, we do not trust these men


They gon' pimp if you let them
They will exploit and take advantage of you if you give them the opportunity


From NY to the dirty south
From New York to the southern states of America


And them bitches' dime tight
And these women are highly attractive


I got my mind right
I have my priorities and thoughts in order


And my ice got the shine right
And my jewelry is shimmering perfectly


And if it don't rhyme, bitches
And if it doesn't flow smoothly, ladies


When them lights hit the wrist
When the lights shine on my wrist


You won't be sticking shit
You won't be challenging or intimidating anyone


You be lickin' this
Instead, you'll be enjoying and praising my talent


I'm the pimp motherfucker, baby
I am the ultimate pimp, my dear


Ice cold, stories so high
I am extremely cool and my accomplishments are remarkable


I built the whole village twice
I have achieved great success multiple times


So tight fold crease right on the President's nose
The creases on my clothes are perfectly aligned, just like those on the President's clothes


Pimp clothes, drinkin straight Henney and Buckstrum
I wear clothing associated with pimps and enjoy drinking Hennessy and Buckstrum (alcoholic beverages)


Touch toed, hoes take the center fold pose
In my presence, women immediately strike seductive and alluring poses


Break a treat, make 'em pay to enter those
I break barriers and make women pay a price to access my company


Pros, slam those
Professionals, handle those women assertively


Game tied tight like bows, we never close
Our skills and strategies are tightly locked, like tightly tied bows, and we never stop working


Three-sixty-five, twenty-four
Every single day, around the clock


Hand chose bithces a la mode, gettin' sold
I personally select women like I would choose flavors of ice cream, and they are easily won over


Bust a load, the killer ass scorin' it, gettin' blowed
I release my sexual energy while effectively impressing and receiving praise


Keep it froze, took up with a tougher wild bow
I keep my jewelry icy and attractive, always associating with strong and unpredictable individuals


Stick of gold, somethin' from the school of the old
Like a valuable piece of gold, I possess knowledge and skills passed down from earlier generations


Forever flows, I take it down as deep as it can go
I consistently deliver impressive rap verses, delving deep into the subject matter


Burn rolls, braids tight, blazed afros
I smoke marijuana, wear my hair in tight braids, and sport a stylish Afro


We're pushin' hoes
We are enthusiastically striving for success


Tits get erect, lactose, pay the toll
Women become aroused and eager, they must pay a price to access my services


MJG is in control
MJG is in charge and holds the power


You dis', and you know bars where you can slow down
If you disrespect, you will face consequences and experience obstacles that will hinder your progress


Up in the morning and the code is 'bout to go down
As the day begins, a plan of action is being set in motion


There's no repose now, better explode round
There is no time for resting now, it would be best to act explosively


Them jackets be on the lose until the dope is found
Law enforcement officers are actively searching for illegal substances until they are discovered


Juvenile's my name, bitch
My name is Juvenile, and I demand respect


I represent it to the end, the same shit
I am committed to representing my lifestyle until the very end, without changing


niggas don't be wearin suits on theses blocks
Men don't dress formally in these neighborhoods


All you see is digibles and Reeboks
All you see are digital scales (used for weighing drugs) and Reebok sneakers


I dealin' head to the bag, but lets grab two
I am involved in drug dealing, but we should take double the amount


Willin' to bust a nigga hands if he had to
I am prepared to injure someone's hands if necessary


You could feel him sayin' my nigga can use a hot boy
You can sense the person saying that I am in need of someone who is excellent at what they do


Plug out, Blug eye Blug her
I am removing my connection, causing confusion


Better get up off the blackboard
You should step away from involving yourself in dangerous situations


Corporate at times, but your mommy a bounce boy
I can switch between professional and street lifestyles, but your girlfriend is a promiscuous woman


Cash wasn't a million, never hit the spot boy
Having cash was not a priority, as I never achieved true satisfaction


You gon' cry son, who sold you the cows, huh?
You are going to cry, my friend, because you were deceived by someone you trusted


He in a cell block now 'cause you too high now
That person is now in prison because you were intoxicated and made bad decisions


Where the real ones at? Be-atch
Where are the genuine and authentic individuals? My friend


Oh, you know how we feel
Oh, you understand the emotions we are experiencing


About all you 'want to be' ass ghetto super stars
Regarding those who try to imitate the lifestyle of ghetto superstars


Want to be like 'me ass" niggas
Individuals who aspire to be like me, but lack the qualities and authenticity


Tryin' to be like Foxy Brown bitches
Attempting to emulate Foxy Brown, my dear


I give a fuck about your intermureal status, mothafucka
I do not care about your amateur status, my friend


You ain't nobody
You are insignificant and unimportant


We been doing this, been doin' this shit
We have been engaged in this lifestyle for a long time


We go way back with this baby
We have a long history with this lifestyle


Talkin' about this real shit on the mutha fuckin' microphone
Speaking about genuine and authentic topics on the microphone


Pimps and hoes and gettin' money
Discussing the lifestyle of pimps, prostitutes, and acquiring wealth


Tricks and hoes and fuckin'
Engaging in deceptive tactics, having sexual encounters with prostitutes


Muthafuckin' clothes and shit ridin' vogues and shit
Fashion and stylish items, driving luxury cars


Think I'm riding all 20's and shit
Thinking that I drive a vehicle with 20-inch rims


nigga what chu got?
What do you have, my friend?


Brand new-assed nigga
Someone who is inexperienced and new to this lifestyle


You don't know nothin' about this game
You are completely ignorant about this lifestyle


Come on
Let's go




Lyrics © DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: INGA D. MARCHAND, T. JONES, P. SMITH, M. GOODWIN, TERANCE GREY

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Comments from YouTube:

Senate300

MJG's flow was off the charts on this one.

Tim Grow

HUGE fan of foxy Brown I came here for her but Juvee killed it

flo k

8Ball kills it

The Mad Singer C.Nelson

Damn Foxy always been snapping with the down south legends🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥Bars and flows with the greats

Mack Is

MJG KILLED THIS SHIT!
Yes, I typed it in all caps.

Edwynn Houston

Lol murdered this track

trenell bullock

Gangsta, streets locked , trap keep jumping

The Mad Singer C.Nelson

Foxy has the most music recorded with other rappers bro. She too nice.

Shawn Bawn

MANNNN.....Who TF, What Female RAPPER you KNOW SPITTINGGGGGG like dis Now or Then ⁉️ C'MON FOXYY BROWN‼️‼️🙌🏾🔥🔥🔥

Rosie Brooks

This song is dedicated to all the female and male rappers now!!!!

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