Lyrics:
vact is none stop
daily stackes to the top
???
keep my hoes by the flock
[15] - Who rides like me come wrapped that tightly
L be's moving by the ton
of the roadster|That's M to my friends, moving slow to the corner|Black on black but the Red is Emola|I'm so Guy Riche I'ma Rock-n-Rolla'|He's so Beat Street, word to my
hunnits
Red bottoms dripping blood, nigga
Look like I walked all over the body
Change a bitch in two dates
New bae, nigga and I made it a hobby
Free my
on
I'm moving on
Lord, I've been away for too long
Red lights shine on my way
Into these dark roads, that I cannot stay
I'm driving as fast as I can
Oh, I
down
Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust
Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents
We were Jesus save me, blue
truck and backflip, red stripe and catnip
Albert Einstein joined my five letter band
Our previous singer was the Michellin man. He broke character
A paid
[master p]
You know what?
This ghetto got me so crazy
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death
Ain't this fucked up
Big
[B-Real]
I got the sawed off shotgun
hand on the pump
with the fucking red bastard
snitching like a punk
I had the operation tight the flaws
faded
to freestyle with, I ate y'all on the corner
Call the coroner, niggas dead out here
Hangin' onto life by a thread out here
Them niggas wearin' all that red
dish
time to feed all my niggas this Columbian fish
Yellow tail, red snapper, wood chopper, gold yatch master
Got em brought to Baltimore who movin all
down
Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust
Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents
We were Jesus save me, blue
niggas authentic
Said pardon me, told her I'ma need more energy
But honestly I like a bitch who moving independently
I can't leave out with my pole home
We've come so far in two months
Broke down like a little bitch in a trunk
Took her by the hand and lost my funk
Spitting up a pill now we gettin'
these red bottoms like they some Reebok's
Who the fuck said they was stoppin cuz we not
Fire extinguisher young nigga we hot
Ain't gotta ask who was
say to me
I'm sad as hell
Can't you see you're on your own
I'm by myself
Life is getting short
Just like an elf
Gotta stack it up just like a shelf
Do
drive
Me crazy by
Telling me to scoot over?
There's only so much room in this truck
Or would you tell me there's still enough for a little love?
Could you
thinkin' I'm the devil
But I'm really woke
By woke I mean I'm not susceptible to
Brain control but I know that
She tied a knot up in the gum with the tongue
dior (smell like dior)
I Pull out them racks then I ball out at the store (ball out the store)"
Big body truck bitch they rolling on forgis
Imma big dog
ahead, bruh
Aye, look
Off the dribble, I'm like whoo, yeah
This beat hard niggas sweethearts, on God
They don't even be hard
My lil niggas be popping
better not deny it
I can't believe I took shit from a red head
Eyes turn red finna put you on your death bed
It's not like you were on my side anyways
You
This old truck has seen better days
The windshield's cracked and it's pealing paint
It's just like me in a lot of ways
But still running
One
on set
We moving with the beat like chess
Truck around and think like this
Come on baby drink with me
In a red bright dress
Ay
Imma lay you out with
it’s Like you won’t must
But still I don’t wanna break Down again unless it’s yo love
Pulling it together like tow Trucks
We took it further than most
Christian Louboutins red bottom of
A murder scene i'm clean like Listerine
Just stepped up on the scene
Rich nigga shit we ain't
Worried about a bitch
All I
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