Let’s Ride Q-Tip

[Produced by J Dilla]

[Intro]
To all the lowriders, the big riders
Word up
What happened in the car, yo?
F'real, let a nigga—

[Verse 1]
Brand new truck, butter soft seats
Four-point-something with a low ridin' something
Ain't nothing better than to ride out the hood with it
Who looking better, and damn, you looking good in it
Take a chance with a nigga in the choice ride
Listen to the CDs I play inside
Mos Def, Jay, Prince and Stevie
Marvin Gaye, Led Zeppelin and Biggie
And when the evening is over, love
Gonna find a nice spot for the Rover, love
Do things to make the man in the moon blush
My mind race, but I tell my waist don't rush
You's a upper echelon piece
So when you find there's a stash then you don't freak
You wanna nibble on a nigga ear
And do all the things that make a nigga wanna get near
Oh, I'm a Queens representative
Get wild by any means, my incentive is
When we done, I start it up again
And ride around with you, 'cause you my special friend, uh