RideIt

Ride It - Scott Rill

Composed by：Alan Sampson/Jay Sean

Produced by：Scott Rill

Ride it ride it let me feel you

Movida was the club on the Saturday

You're acting like a diva saying you don't wanna pay

It's gotta be your feisty style raised eyebrow

I love it when you look at me that way

Now we're in-you order a Mohito at the bar

You re-apply lippy 'cause it came off on the glass

The DJ plays your favorite song Kanye's on

Now you're beckoning for me to dance

Mm pullin' me pullin' me pullin' me close

Just close your eyes girl

Whispering tellin' me we gotta go

Won't you take me home? I wanna

Ride it we are all alone

Ride it just lose control

Ride it ride it come touch my soul

Ride it ride it let me feel you

Ride it we are all alone

Ride it just lose control

Ride it ride it come touch my soul

Ride it ride it let me feel you

Ride it turn the lights down low

Ride it from head to toe

Ride it ride it touch my soul

Ride it ride it let me feel you

Movida was the club on the Saturday

You're acting like a diva saying you don't wanna pay

It's gotta be your feisty style raised eyebrow

I love it when you look at me that way

Now we're in-you order a Mohito at the bar

You re-apply lippy 'cause it came off on the glass

The DJ plays your favourite song Kanye's on

Now you're beckoning for me to dance

Mm pullin' me pullin' me pullin' me close

Just close your eyes girl

Whispering tellin' me we gotta go

Won't you take me home I wanna

Ride it we are all alone

Ride it just lose control

Ride it ride it come touch my soul

Ride it ride it let me feel you

Ride it turn the lights down low

Ride it from head to toe

Ride it ride it touch my soul

Ride it ride it let me feel you

Ride it turn the lights down low

Ride it from head to toe

Ride it ride it touch my soul

Ride it ride it let me feel you

Movida was the club on the Saturday

You're acting like a diva saying you don't wanna pay

It's gotta be your feisty style raised eyebrow

I love it when you look at me that way

Now we're in-you order a Mohito at the bar

You re-apply lippy 'cause it came off on the glass

The DJ plays your favorite song Kanye's on

Now you're beckoning for me to dance