Lyrics:
Cayenne peppers on the slice
Mix it up mix it up nice
Gucci stepping tennis shoe white
Y-3 hanging on the right
Can’t make it hot I’m really with
gonna hit ya
And make sure you ride for your niggas
I was down bad I was out here hurting
Bro said it's time to put some work in
We was in
a minute, so you just wait
Mix hood with the wicked
I'm bout to take it to infinite, nigga let's get paid
When we ride yeah we wicked
Wicked Whippin
When we
mind
She only speaks when she has an epiphany
Kinda girl you wanna fuck all the time
Ride me like I'm Ginuwine
I'll suck on her nipples
She's sucking
wanna fuck all the time
Ride me like I'm Ginuwine
I'll suck on her nipples, she's suckin' on mine
She told me hit it from behind, I stroke it, I pull
that cash up by my lonely
Fuck a friend ain't got no homies
She ride this dick just like a pony
Ride that shit girl
I got a
Bad little bitch she sexy
But
She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska
She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska
from the Indians here
washed down by German beer
Marco Polo traveled by camel and pony,
he brought to Italy, the first macaroni
And you and I as well
Corn and beans from the Indians here
Washed down by German beer
Marco Polo traveled by camel and pony,
He brought to Italy, the first macaroni
the Indians here
Washed down by German beer
Marco Polo traveled by camel and pony
He brought to Italy, the first macaroni
And you and I as well we're able
It's rank and strong
As satan's breath
The cattle rise up
And go around
I steer my pony
On to take a lead
And across the heard
I can hear willie
As if that look off in your eyes wasn't plenty notation
By you biting on your lip, that was plenty indication
It's for certain how you work it
wanna ride on the pony
Call me the great like I'm Tony
Yett
Uhh
I'm up'n the fye like I'm Conan
I can whip the dope with a broke hand
If you wanna leave
the unwelcome guest
I don't know, good horse
As we trot in this dark here
That robbing the rich
Is for worse or for best
They take it by stealing
And lying
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
been
Was never out of place
Cause i ended up here
Parlaying with you
Taking these rides
Setting the cruise
It's room in them jeans
So Ginuwine ooooouuuu
i'm feeling godly
I ride like a Harley
All in the mix but it ain't no stalling
Yeah im into balling
You on the bench
I shoot like a Harden
I came in
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
bitch a purse
Got the Polo on with the big ass pony
These niggas Playstation by the way they Sony
I got meat bitch you niggas bony
She gon' ride it like
that you horny, yeah
You jump right on it like a pony
I know you love it when I'm on it
Call me on the hotline
Know you want it when I go down, down
Down
gonna rough it
If your heart is broken then I'm gonna fix it
I'm not hanging on no more, haa
It's not by force, it's not a ride or die
He who loves you
That boy got lined by a bitch
The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh
Gotta tighten up a bit
Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh
Could give fuck about a soul tie
Upgraded from your old life
I know you want to be mine yeah
Tinted windows when we roll by
We party by the seaside
You
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