Lyrics:
sick bout that
Pull up and let choppers ride
And then go holla, get back
We ain't dodgin' shit I split yo wig just like a Kit-Kat Curry shots from deep,
ain't trying to be rude
So come on let's ride this ride together we'll make it last forever
We're living life in the fast lane never slowing down
We're
back shit you ain't my nigga
Niggas think it's sweet we let it slide nigga
Fuck a friend, got a pistol that's gone ride with me
Feeling brand new
New
live
No you can't ride in a whip
That's when the pistol ride
Her nigga man he broke as a bitch
Cause he can't get it right
How the fuck he rich as fuck
There ain't no hiding I've been counting up all day been on that time
These hoes gon' fuck on us two ways I'm talking Siamese
These niggas ain't
to ya raw butt naked
I smell sess pass the Method
Let's get lifted as I kick ballistics
Missles and shoot game like a pistol
Clip is loaded when I click
Baby you by my side it feels like you down To ride
You in my head ten times out of the day to a Hundred oh my
Got my heart beating fast and I'm
I say hey hey everybody come on let's go for a ride, motorvating,
Yeah grab your baby and pull her right by your side, motorvating,
Go around
Message in a bottle
Let me get a swallow
Fillin' up my cup
Section full of models
And we goin' up like it's a Tuesday
Drankin' 'til I'm woozy
of cig's,
A fresh one hanging from her lips, a beer between her legs.
She'd ride down to the river, and meets with all her friends.
The road goes
and that Henny too
VVS on my Nazareth, cost me 2.2 (aye, that shit cost me 2.2)
I ride around in a foreign
Right on the spot, I be stormin'
Henny on me, I
a pic with your iPhone
Eyes gone, bust it right in their eyes
Let it be a lesson to
These hypocrites that criticize
Thinking you ain't gon' be touched
Thirty-three years go by
And not once do you come home
To find a man sitting in your bedroom
That is
A man you don't know
Who came a long way
catch me droppin' dimes
I'm a let my gold shine
I'm a let my gold shine
(Chorus) x2
All playas hustle in
Let me see your gold shine
All my
this work together
Let's set up shop on the block now, takin over yo' tip
Even if we gotta slang dubs
Go to war because I love blood, with a Queen by
seat (baby), let's ride
I'm flying, flying so high
So high in the sky
I'm flying, flying so high
So high in the sky
I fell in love with you at first
to get drunk
Go go go
It's time to make a toast
Go go go
And try to make the most
Of this party
Let's get it started
Everybody grabbing life right by
Firearms, and Freedom of Speech Committee.
Thank you dope fiends for your support. Ha ha.
(Beat starts)
see Murder
Let me give a shot out
And don't let this dope
Get in your ride
I meant to decide
My nigga cause you know that I want to smoke
2X
I want to roll on a jeep want to smoke me
spend it on you
Can’t lose you by my side
Cause you got me love sick
Temperatures rise
Do you wanna ride with me?
(Baby, baby, baby)
Like i wanna
a pistol or a pill?
Some people say, "Let Jesus take the wheel"
Others say, "Thou shall not kill"
But they don't tell me that you ain't gon' pay my bills
Man y'all clueless
I let 2 women ride me, that's car poolers
I rock stupid ice, Mr water coolers
If y'all in the buildin', Then we all intruders
you shy and timid (huh)
Slide by let's get it (let's get it, let's get it)
Only need a minute, then 'fore you know it
You gon' want commitment
Won't
?? to Australia
Never been a failure better believe it when I tell ya
Sell you nothin but the A-1 yeh
The innovator, pistol players manditory one
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