Ride Home - Turab, Lex Press

Alle gutta mine er wasta

Det er fredag

Ringer meg på natta

Sier hva skjera

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

Homies bare flyr forbi

Når jeg får kontakt utpå byen

Sier de bare drinks on me

Men jeg vil bare hjem

Mamma klikker på meg

Klokka er allerede fem

Sitter innelåst på rommet mitt

Med donald duck og mikke mus

Telefonen min var tyst

Så jeg dro aldri ut

For han vil bare hjem

Tok en tur downtown

Og fjeset var kjent

Nå kan du rulle med meg

Viser deg byen min

Vestkantutested

Vi bare flyr inn

Som en dresscodekilla

Ung spillah, ung, ung spillah

Alle gutta mine er wasta

Det er fredag

Ringer meg på natta

Sier hva skjera

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

For alle gutta mine er wasta

Jeg trenger en ride home

Ringer meg på natta

Sier hva skjera

Jeg trenger en ride home

Jeg er veteran i staden

Og de kjenner meg i byen

Catch meg i en sas-lounge

Er bare ute og flyr

Drikker på no' lager

Telefonen er full av klager

Men jeg bærer hele laget

Og tar det hjem

Jeg trenger ingen yes man, no

Det der er negativt stress

For teamet mitt er solid

Ride or die til vi dør

Vi vokste opp i samme nabolag

High five

Og allting er det samma som den dagen jeg dro

Vi finner alltid tid til å ta en kaffe eller to

Og når jeg kommer hjem veit jeg at du er der

Og gir meg kjærlighet og vasker no' klær, baby

Alle gutta mine er wasta

Det er fredag

Ringer meg på natta

Sier hva skjera

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

For alle gutta mine er wasta

Jeg trenger en ride home

Ringer meg på natta

Sier hva skjera

Jeg trenger en ride home

For alle gutta mine er wasta

Trenger en ride home

Ringer meg på natta

Sier hva skjera

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

Trenger en ride home

For alle gutta mine er wasta

Trenger en ride home

Ringer meg på natta

Sier hva skjera

Jeg trenger en ride home

All my guys are wasta

It is Friday

Calling me at night

Say what happened

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Homies just fly by

When I get in touch outside the city

They say just drinks on me

But I just want to go home

Mom clicks on me

It's already five o'clock

Locked in my room

With donald duck and mickey mouse

My phone was silent

So I never went out

Because he just wants to go home

Took a walk downtown

And the face was familiar

Now you can roll with me

Showing you my city

Vestkantoutested

We just fly in

Like a dress code guy

Young spillah, young, young spillah

All my guys are wasta

It is Friday

Calling me at night

Say what happened

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Because all my guys are wasta

I need a ride home

Calling me at night

Say what happened

I need a ride home

I'm a veteran in the city

And they know me in town

Catch me in a sas lounge

Is just out and flying

Drinks in no' stock

The phone is full of complaints

But I carry the whole team

And takes it home

I don't need no yes man, no

That is negative stress

Because my team is solid

Ride or die until we die

We grew up in the same neighborhood

High five

And everything is the same as the day I left

We always find time to have a coffee or two

And when I come home I know you're there

And give me love and wash no clothes, baby

All my guys are wasta

It is Friday

Calling me at night

Say what happened

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Because all my guys are wasta

I need a ride home

Calling me at night

Say what happened

I need a ride home

Because all my guys are wasta

Need a ride home

Calling me at night

Say what happened

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Need a ride home

Because all my guys are wasta

Need a ride home

Calling me at night

Say what happened

I need a ride home