Lyrics:
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy twister
on the line right now
Should we fight, and turn it around?
I know there's gotta be more to this thing
Than two hearts goin' their separate ways
Red tail lights
eyes red
That's beast mode
New hoes, I keep those, bad
Bitch by the week, oh
It's on, it's on to the next ho
I pray to God that she deep throat
I ain't
and I wanted to flood her wrist
Do what I want, I turn her my bitch
Blue-red Birkin, no Blood, no Crip
Knowin' for certain, ain't tellin' on shit
Just
niggaz hit the cells
If the line is thick
So I drive the 500, through
The door of the bitch
Yo Red, wassup man?
Aye they ain't tryin'
To let you in
the pat downs
Tryna avoid all the lame hoes
Weirdos in the background
Black out when I back out
Blow the horn for a pedestrian
Shawty ride like
few years of wicked bullshit
Ain't worth the eternity inside a sulfur lake
With dragons and snakes, and any pain you can imaginate
Instead, I chose
hard and pushin weight by the sound
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks
Lo
hard and pushin weight by the sound
You hit the I-10 and head west or we'll test
Cause down in Twats, fuck the cops, killas packin glocks
Lo
come down this strip Hope he know that shit is gon' get flipped
He gon' be a dead guy, though I be movin' left, right, though
Nigga, you better not drop
think ima fuck around?
I ain't bound to eat a nigga face?
I been on the damn drank bring the red
I ain't no motherfuckin Latin King
My bitch red still
them nervous
Act like it's all on purpose
Fat lady sing
Close curtain
Fuck that gig
I ain't working
Call in for me
I'm certain
Dat Lil freak
Ain't no
niggaz hit the cells
If the line is thick
So I drive the 500, through
The door of the bitch
Yo Red, wassup man?
Aye they ain't tryin'
To let you in
Just Dance
RedOne konvict
Gaga (Oh oh, eh)
I've had a little bit too much, much
(Oh, oh, oh oh)
All of the people start to rush
(Start to rush by
and stop jockin me
When I bust a rhyme you're diggin the sound
I know you lovin the way it's, goin down baby
So Ason huh, if you're down with the groove,
section to the point where it ain't funny
Just gotta call from Uncle Teddy like, "Nephew, just keep on goin'"
Guess I can't seem to kick the drink, day
on the sky
Like a jedi
Im rollin three five
When I get high
She smellin the fire
When I sped by
She smellin the fire
So she wanna smoke
We breakin it down
Pierce, I'm on all red (yeah)
Thousand dollar for the Denim Tears, rhinestones in 'em
I ain't actin' like her boyfriend, I ain't roleplaying (nah)
I'm still broke in spirit
"Depression what he suffer from" same words from Doctor Henry
It ain't no love inside the slums, know if they cut, they kill
about goin' home
I wanna see them fields of golden rows, ain't nobody really knows
This little town hits its stride when you can see
My hometown's
Drivin' with no headlights on
Runnin' every red light, yeah
Headed down a one-way the wrong way
Ain't nobody scared out here
I already know how
but that left wasn't right
Man they tryna' put me down, but I ain't goin' without a fight
Now I'm speedin' down the street, boutta' run a red light
I
Santy Claus, Santy Claus I seen him go by down to the bad shady part of town hell he's just a regular guy Santy Claus, Santy Claus he's wavin at cars he's
Caught red-handed by my physical decay
Are we talking' about love, or are we dealing with infection?
I had a short – cut me loose and switch me on!
My
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