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clothes how could you change up on me
Locked up in that cell they put the blame up on me
I'm riding for my niggas if they riding on E
Play with my lil

bitch was fuckin' with the opps, I'm finna break her mouth
Lil' nigga, we sit out cribs and catch him comin' out
Quit all that talkin', niggas send a lo,

nobody I'm riding with ya
All it takes is a call and they sliding on ya 
Caught nigga slipping right by the corner if you up on ya game then you gotta

on this wave
She can hop on my wave
Riding and riding that wave
Lil mama I can't keep on wasting my time
I'm out with them boys and I just hope it don't

a delinquent man I fell in love with stomping niggas
In the stu with your lil bitch and we caked up just like a funnel nigga
Nigga saying he a killer when we

her
Wrap her ass up, send her back to her man(Go home)
We was lil niggas riding strikers, talk about money
Man I can show you the plan
Band on his Head

red riding hood
Ugh

Yeah let's get it

the woods
Careful not to step into the wolf
Coz I snatch little red riding hood
Ugh

Yeah, let's get it

I ain't lying
I can't trust a phony
You know
Bitch niggas always outchea foldin

Pretty red bitch nice clit
To put the dick in
Sike shit or wife shit

autonomous drive mode
Hood rolling up right beside me his mind blowed
Like, how the fuck it stop at red lights though
This the future and I been that
Since

brother talking and it start over again
Damn
Free all my boys went fed
Brodie with me and he banging red
I don't bang shit but the hood I'm from
Nigga come

the shelves
'Til all my business endeavors excel
I'm still in the hood making sales
Riding by in something clean, in my trunk, all twelves
(Routine)

a rodeo
Yeehaw!
I'mma ride it good
You can eat me like I'm Little Red Riding Hood, You bitch!
Fuck with me
You know you never, Ever, Ever really gonna ever

to explain whats understood
Give me head 'til I'm red yeah I call it Riding Hood
I'm a star so I shine bitch I'm acting Hollywood
And me, I did it with no

road
Aint fucking with you cuz we on a higher note
Run up on a lose lip talking shit lil punk
Catch him at the red pull him out his whip stuffem in

smith & Wesson 
Sweep him right off 
His feet 
(Hey) 
Ima hitter like 
Sunny 
Red tips 
Ripping straight through 
Your tummy 
Have da medics 
Wrap you up

Real Hood Baby

young thug/artist/lil keed

Long Live Mexico

2019

Pourin' this red by the four, baby
Yeah, Chanel coat, Chanel kicks
Know I'ma drip on these folks, baby
Yeah, I'm with Lil Menace and my racks attended

used to hit local inns up for continental breakfasts
The chances of making it out da hood hardly exist
The odds against me, I'm scoring it wit no help

them bottles
Bitches popping Xan's
Rolling doobies by the deuces
Gas in the hookah
Eyes low and red she thick as fuck
I might just do her
Soneigh wonder

Zoom

DJ Black

Life Stories: Dragged & Chopped

2008

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Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom

[Lil Boosie]
I'm Boosie Bad Ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 Parna, Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that

crazy plays
On Collins Ave, I'm MIA like I'm Babyface

Bitch, I feel like Ace Hood
I woke up in the 'Gatti
Had to backhand my lil' cousin
He just spilled

you be riding dick
I be pulling up, I be on my shit
Got two cell phones and a brand new chain
Got a new red rari started switching lanes
My ice real

had to focus
Red solo cup, and my red soda

Me, my sister and my dad, think the year was '04
Passing by the Superdome, riding through the city slow

Fly high
Touch the sky
Chill vibes
Say goodbye
Riding around Brooklyn for hours
Letting time fly by
Fly high
Touch the sky
Chill vibes
Say goodbye