Down To Ride Lyrics - Far East Movement

Always on the grind, always down to ride 

Bump bump kick till the wheels fall off 

Nothin' on my mind, skatin' till I die 

Bump bump kick till the wheels fall off 

Yo, it's going down 

You about to witness 

Pound fo' pound 

Best contenders in the business 

We lift the globe on our own, defy physics 

And we keep our sound mo' precious then jail visits 

Always stay ahead, even if the wheels broke 

Some HD40 keep us smooth on the rode 

We done made moves down to the deepest trenches 

A little kick flip, ollie over lunch benches 

Chillin' on deck something on the boards 

Grind to ya black till our ten toes are sore 

Stars in the makin' so you betta take a flick 

And if ya down to roll just pump pump kick 

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Now, it's just one of those thangs 

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid 

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid 

Always on the grind (skate, skate) 

Say it's just one of those thangs 

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid 

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid 

Always down to ride (skate, skate) 

Ay yo, old school flava with new school kicks 

Curb hop, hip hop, funk the skate kids 

Sidewalk swerving, freestyle fellowships 

Fat lace, finger flip, hang on my grip 

'cause I'm crusin' down the street on my skateboard 

Jockin' the freaks, pimp slappin' you hos 

Stuck in the lome, 'cause the 5-0s follow me home 

Ridin' on bones, independent, got me grindin' on poles 

I'm in the zone, nobody know the way my bearings will roll 

The rodes of LA got me Curious George 

My parents is pissed off 'cause I never come home 

Why don't you clones just leave me alone 

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Now, it's just one of those thangs 

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid 

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid 

Always on the grind (skate, skate) 

Say it's just one of those thangs 

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid 

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid 

Always down to ride (skate, skate) 

This chick she said she digs my rip game, stay grashin' 

Yea the kid thick, plus he kick flip the big change, mashin' 

Fat tracklist, pull her over just fo' practice 

The wind up pitch, she call it MacTwist 

We ridin', grindin' till the wheels fall off 

We power slidin', 7-20 that plan 

The profit is logical, nothing out of our reach 

We call highly impossible 

Gettin' insane, brane, meng it's frightening 

The way she got me switchin' lanes 

I call it half pipin' it, lots of it 

Then when she done, I call that pop shove it 

Far East, Big BlackSil, you gotta love it 

This is on a daily album, calenders face it 

It's dangerous 

Skate, skate 

Now, it's just one of those thangs 

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid 

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid 

Always on the grind (skate, skate) 

Say it's just one of those thangs 

When ya gotta job and ya ain't got paid 

Livin' with ya moms and ya ain't got laid 

Always down to ride (skate, skate) 

That's all we do, we do 

Skate, skate X4