Lyrics:
was smokin'
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
cappin for these hoes
Keep the chrome up by my side
Keep this shit up in the rolls
Yeah blue and the red
Which one you gonna chose?
Now she talking like
just hit, call that a pass-a-round
All my niggas got that works
You can get it by the oz or the pound
Nigga talking about robbing me, got a 30 round
Walk
Little red Corvette
You need a love that's gonna last
Guess I should've closed my eyes
When you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free
Hood on her way
Little Red Riding Hood on her way
Little Red Riding Hood on her way
Become the Hero oft he Day!
Let me tell you a story, of some girl
Makenobeats you think you know me?
Blue light, red light
I told broski "Spin this ride"
Stop checks like Cambridge Junction, ay, GG
don't take that
take my son away
Shit he was strong so I ain't spot him on the weights
But I seen him lacking by the corner store
Red light, car stopped, he on hold
Mask
Fair enough
Uh, Wensleydale?
Yes
Ah, well, I'll have some of that
Oh, I thought you were talking to me, sir
Mister Wensleydale, that's my name
on the walls, they, asking if it's paint
I say, nah, it ain't, it's from Halloween, I'm insane
Keep choppa by my bed frame, incase I need to release red stains
It won't be easy trying to change me
Could give a fuck about your words
You got to show me something
You keep on talking bout the future
That shit
me)
And I ain't the homie (I ain't the homie)
Had to chill by my lonely (Had to chill by my own)
Had to refrain from the wrong things
You think I'm
Known to cause a riot with my Mona Lisa smile
Leave the wild with glass on my feet
Midnight turning foul
You was owls saying who it was
Red
Red light
Glock by my side better act right
Talking that shit you go bye bye
I don't mind if you go night night
Time fly's
Count up that bread with
a real red flag
Red flags I pay attention
Aye real red flag I gotta get it
That's a real red flag
Ion like when they be talking to much
They talking just
and there's one green
There are three colors on our flag now
Sisters can you tell your babies what
They mean? I'm talking ‘bout
Red and the black and green want
Mac I'm making history Let's go Hey
I'm talking shit and now they tryna get to me
Mac rich don't stop you can do it I tell myself one day that imma
Red dot to the stomach imma makem burp
They don't like to see me rather see me on a shirt
I know she a red flag by the way she rock the birks
Always
the cartoons switched to red rooms
The blood is dripping, brains are shot, sever the head with a cut
The shake is going through you and you feel the rumble in
Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping
a coat that he done stoled
Or the doc that gave my sister pills to die slowly
She was by herself when she passed, man, she died lonely
I hope you heard me
, there's no substitute for red
Red! Paint it red, green ain't mean compared to red
You don't know what it does to me
My crimson intensity
I'm haunted
, there's no substitute for red.
Red! Paint it red, green ain't mean compared to red.
You don't know what it does to me,
My crimson intensity
I'm
She my lil red my lil red uh she my lil red my lil red
She ask me what's my colour what's my colour what's my colour
She ask me what's my colour
like a movie that they got out the red box
They got me twisted just like its a dread lock
I put a four inside of this red pop
They put a red dot then you
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