Lyrics:
the green light
I aint stopping at anymore red lights
Got my mind made up; got my head right
Picture me givin up, that dont seem right
Drivin by myself
the Sunday vibes
Someday Monday's gonna pass me by
This that Sunday ride with the Sunday vibes
Someday Monday's gonna pass me by
Cuz we all die
Cuz
used to
I'm leanin' in my ride, fo' fifth, cock bangin'
Me, I'm ridin' by ya on the corner, block slangin'
I'm livin' that boss' life (life)
The hos come
the green like spinach and I'm strong to the finish
See me, man, I'm nothin' like you
I got the kinda swagger that you ain't used to
Leanin' in my ride
now, make it right
Fly by night, there's no way back!
Meet the new day dawning
New horizon glowing
Timeless Motion!
In the palace of the bloom
Find
'Cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin'
In tha streets and I'm rollin'
Thuggin' by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us
maker
All day singin', supper on the ground
Old folks and youngins, gather 'round
Every kind of fiddle you ever did see
Come along merry and sit by me
I like to ride
I like to slide
I like getting high
I like to hunt with my gun
Nothing getting by
I like to move with the groove
I like getting fly
I
with courage our hearts serene (yeah-yeah-yeah)
From the Amazon to the Sahara we ride (ride ride)
Conquering the untamed with power by our side (by our
Shorty wanna ride she's my gasolinera
Stick by my side for a little extra
Shorty wanna ride she's my gasolinera
Stick by my side for a little extra
to choose how I should move
By your side that's a win and we can't lose
Still I'mma need your strength when I get weak
So you can drive I'mma ride in
acres of cabbage (acres)
Surprise a nigga ride up on him on a Banshee (brrt, brrt)
We got Ks in the attic (K)
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your
Wife-wife(yea-e-yea-ah), wife-wife(o-ooo-oh)
A gangsta wife(Say that's all I need...), down to ride(...in my life)
Wife-wife(is a gangsta wife...), wife-wife(...by my
'Mystery Ride to Grandma's'
Written and Performed by Gone Marshall
CHORUS 1
G C G
Mystery Ride to Grandma's
You never know what you'll find
by the gallon
And no we never ration
Close your eyes
And let the vibes happen
Reverse and lets ride
Pull up to the rave
With middle fingers to the sky
You're artificial
You niggas gone copy
You bitch she gone ride me
Then I dismiss her
Yeah we on go
Gotta get to the dough
I'm all bout my business
like nobody knows
10 toes down never fold
Get that shit how it go
Get that shit for the low
Get that shit by the Bo
Get that shit by the O
Ride round
Ik zie je als mijn sidekick
Ik voel je girl
Je weet nog niks
Girl ik ben ready to die
Down to ride
De hele night
Ik wil je hier
By my side
Girl ik ben
yea
Told her come here with 'em pretty green eyes
Let me show you how to, ride
And as I push her on the bed
Grab her wrist and grab her neck
I'ma show
think I'm in the Dungeon Fam, I see lo green
Sons raised by bo queens but there's no kings
(No kings, no kings)
Come with me
Run quick see, what do
on game
On they system either we ride or we gon die
Make em' pull they alarms
Keep they hands to the sky
Make em' yak that Patron let the Nina reply
green and lettuce together, we would ride together
Used to say "I'ma be rich or be dead", now we fly together
Oh, I heard I got beef in the streets, got
Do you really wanna
Ride slide glide
Hit the spot spend a fifty a ten a five
Hit the liquor store for hen b's and fire
Roll slow black magic
These fake people, they ain't worth my time
I'm in it for the long haul, gotta climb
I'd rather have a real one by my side
Someone who's got my back,
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