When I Ride

Worship when I ride, worship when I drive*
 Pull the top back, worship when I ride I'm doin a hundred in the benz, ridin with my friends
 We cryin, repentin for our sins
 Yo, we tryin to make it in
 Know we gone win
 Pourin out the gin
 Mr. Officer said pull over to the side
 Walke up to us then he broke down and cried
 He felt the Spirit in the ride
 Gave us a warning, then we led him to Christ
 Ridin north on 85, four deep off in the ride
 We saw an accident pushed off to the side
 Witnesses say the car started to slide
 Crossed over lanes and somehow they would collide
 We started to pray in the name of Christ
 That if any were dead that You would make them right
 Jumped out the car and the people looked surprised
 Cause the girl they thought was dead had just opened her eyes
 That's why I
 And You're Holy And You're righteous, righteous
 We cry Holy, Holy
 Oh, I like to
 And You're Holy, Holy
 You're righteous, righteous
 And we worship, worship I like to worship when I ride, worship when I ride
 Pull the top back, pull the top back