Lyrics:
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called 'Ride
Intro: Bizzy
Yeah [laughs]
Bone Thug in this mutha whaa whaa whaa
Yeah Big Wish in this muthafucka what's up my nigga and
Lil Lay I love you nigga
We still trappin' just Lil B
Trappin' out in the hallways
Breaking down weed all day
Servin' pounds like always
Trappin' so hard I done broke my leg
growed up at
I swear this shit just ain't the same where we growed up at
Dice games all day where we growed up at
Aunties and uncles was the J's where we
when ya claimin ya gang bang
Doin everythin to gain fame and get yourself a name
But I done seen my homies gettin smoked over dice games
When you was
I can't love on a bitch
I can't trust on a bitch(I can't trust on a bitch)
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
I can't love on a bitch
I can't trust on a bitch(I can't
King Zayy aka Mr. Miyagi I'm smooth
Got everybody lined up like they coming to school
Need all the women on one side tell the fellas to move
If you
feat. Mr. Lil One, Mr. Shadow
[Host:]
Tonight I'm standing on highway 666
Running pretends like the Cortez shipwreck
[Mr. Lil One]
Stimulated by
seen Sonic
Like, what the fuck? Tryna chase me, bitches tryna rape me
How the fuck I keep it a hundred when niggas barely kept it eighty?
Lil' bitch,
brought the rain, uh
Mr. Pop and aim, uh
Let the choppa sang, uh
That shit hard to tame, uh
I send em to hell foreal
Yea, uh
I send em to beg formal
Uh, uh
Shorty I'm riding with got a lil ruger
Shit I meant a ruler
Drive by on a scooter
Shit i feel like scooter
I'm lit getting booted
My gang going stupid
(Uhh, uhh)
(Ayy, ayy)
4Kizzy in this bitch, baby
Don't be wasting none my time, I need strips, baby
Lil baby, she a dime, okay
She wanna fuck wit'
made a freak huh Ayy, she suck the whole dick up , no gaggin
Aggressive lil' bitch , say she like when I choke and I grab her
Ayy, got her legs in
With my homies on the side
Ballin' like it's Mike
I'm not surprised
I just do what I like
Only good vibes
Nice weather in July
Mr. Nice guy keeps me
Mr
pockets full but I'm not with Lil Baby
That Bible gon' hit, every time it gon' save me (yeah)
No time to be lazy 'cause He on the way back (ain't no time)
’m playin wit dis
Cake
I done been a lotta thangs but what i neva been is fake
I’d ratha be mr lonely den surrounded by sum snakes
Nigga see me in dat
'm a product of TI and Boosie
And Jeezy and also Lil Will
And the Migos, the fourth one is here
Product of Hip-Hop I'm making it clear
I'm a product of jugging
are you
I'm Mr. Moneybags, how do you do
I'm bout my paper, boy, pass out the news
Ooh, yuh, hop in the coupe
Ay, blue faces filling my pockets, now all
the private room I'm tryn see sumin
The booty hit a lil different when the bag jumpin
Turn it up a bit I bet I make it drip drop
By the end I bet I end up
Oh, I already see what it is
He thinks he's a gangsta
Mr. Collipark
You think you gangsta
'Cause you did time
Well, listen here, gangsta
Don't cross
joint
Asked no questions, she told no lies
After work came by, gold flecks on the dies
Lucid dream, gone when I opened my eyes
All substance controlled
can't wait, I'll go Great Bank on a blank tape
Lost like Spigg Nice, stick you for your thick ice
Good to hit twice 'fore you catch me usin' trick dice
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