Lyrics:
your block,
Vibrating all of her walls, yeah
Round em up, Saddle em up, Cowboy up, Get me
Tie em up, Saddle em up, Ride em out, with me
Get that money,
child
Baby don't die you don't want my child (Yah)
Baby look at me and she said wawu
Durah show me presidential love pull me on your saddle
Durah showed
Intro
Ganja man ganja woman
Un nuh
It just a ganja tribulation
Flash you lighter and wave yuh hand
Hot
Chorus
Saddles up Saturday morning
Catch
praying early
There's a help from on high, God is never failing
Every day is like a battle but we'll overcome
When we get back in the saddle faith will
wanna keep you up all night
And I'm running with my top off
Running for the top spot
Running of the blocks
Alright, alright
Foot down speeding out
took her round your block
When the days were breezier
She felt the sensation, ain't no anaesthesia
But you dipped and the whole ting was mashup
ch!
fine saddle had he,
Ride it up and down, up and down, said the horsemen,
Put it on the block, chop it off, said the butchers,
Throw your balls in
they all got Smoked big racks in the saddle
Little nigga I protect it with a Pole hot days in the sun
But the Ice steady dripping keep me cold
So cold go
Shove It In After
Gyal Yuh Ole Ano Gun It Na Shot No One
Grab Di Cocky And Sidung Inna Saddle
Guh Pon E Buddy Top Like You Deh Pon A Bike Back
Two
the king of the castle
She riding my dick like a saddle
I'm racking up all of these bad hoes
Counting up money increasing my cashflow
Fucking a new bitch
Stitched up by another block's heat
Every new label had to cop beats
All my nilla friends they would tell me
All you gonna be's just a wannabe
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
hate, duck, you could suck my
Watch the block get clear when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't duck my
No tellin' which Clan man you got struck by
because I need a change
I had to change the shit up cause you know I had to rearrange
Pull up on yo block then we rearrange
Pull up on yo block ima
death, especially when I'm mentally stressed
My enemies hang with me 'til I eventually flip
I never reject an offer to battle
Slap a coffin on the saddle
speed race the block party
Bad little shorty she saddle up
Ain't finna stop till she tell me she had enough
Dap up her man like he mad as fuck
He ain't
A city freeze
Get on your knees
Pray for warmth and green paper.
A city drought
You're down and out
See your trousers don't taper.
Saddle up
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
We run the block we shoot a lot
If we take a loss we might take your life
Tmk a floss I'm a fuck your wife
Maybe tonight she looking right
Inner City
Yeah, she a stupid bitch
Never fuck with me, cause you know that I'm a sneaky bitch
She ride it with a saddle, cause you know that she a freaky bitch
bar is clockwork
Hazardous and powerful enough to have your block hurt
Check the total amount of MCs inflicted
With torture, from moving with work
he sent me up the creek and shit
Stroking like hell without no paddle
But niggas is getting smart, we back on the saddle
No longer, y'all know y'all
a brand new nigga on the block
Hit his ass with a brand new Glock
Knock him off the block like he playing hopscotch
My niggas is crazy, we keep the new
trying to fight my battles
She gon' ride on the dick she don't need no saddle
I'ma keep me a stick like austin powers, what you heard about him
I'ma dunk
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