on your face But not in your eyes You're looking through me You don't feel it inside Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby Ride on, baby, ride on,
on your face But not in your eyes You?re looking through me You don?t feel it inside Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby Ride on, baby, ride on,
on your face But not in your eyes You're looking through me You don't feel it inside Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby Ride on, baby, ride on
on your face But not in your eyes You?re looking through me You don?t feel it inside Get out and ride on, baby, ride on, baby Ride on, baby, ride on
Tradução: Rolling Stones. Ride On, bebé.
I retire my Converse, I'll ride the train thru NYC with the terrorist bombers. Somebody tell my mama I'm crazy. Pop was a Rolling Stone so that makes
I retire my Converse, I'll ride the train thru NYC with the terrorist bombers, Somebody tell my mama I'm crazy, Poppa was a Rolling Stone so that makes
put my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the beat I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my teflon on and roll with my heat I
for sure [Verse 2- 50 Cent] I think about you thinkin' that you feel the same way Was it just my imagionation again runnin' away If you ready to ride girl come on let's roll
could of called me early Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by the block I take a ruff-neck chicken make stop in stone top Cause I roll with the army of
the flyest Hovito, baby No equal, baby So, petite n' gold Let the beat go Now I'm eatin' gold, baby Hovito, baby No equal, baby So, petite n' gold Let
Lord to keep my cool, baby tryin? so hard to keep it together After I find, baby That true love of mine I?m just rollin? screamin? Cryin? flyin? Can?t be trusted, but busted Rolling Stone
to undress me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a rock star Baby let me know if you wanna ride
