Lyrics:
to you, back-back
She had cat eyes, nine lives, no tan lines, thigh highs
She ride me like a drive-by, I'm real, these niggas sci-fi
But that's neither
(BITCH)
( BGM BOYS NIGGA)
(YEAH, BITCH)
We ain't doing no back and fourth, yeah we tryna press play
Stack all my old bread for a rainy day
Ride by
things are the things that cross my mind
All of these thoughts are the ones that pass me by
That pass me by
That pass me by
That pass me by at 3
world that we’re living in?
V2
Holding on to a secret, deep down inside
Walking a fine line, too scared to cry
Prisoner by fortune, or prisoner by fate?
SNAPCHAT THAT INSTAGRAM UPLOAD IT OMG..YOU WANNA FOLLOW ME WE AT SOUTH BEACH TAKING SELFIE (AHH GET IT)..FINNA HOOK UP PUT THE DEUCE UP LET'S RIDE×3
surrounded
'Cause he don't like the niggas that I'm down with
Motherfucker wanna do us
'Cause I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm, and Louis
Most got done by a black
the party
I said I'd be up by august
Yeah, I called it
Now she wanna come around?
It ain't that deep
It ain't nothing to me
It's not that deep, just you
for a ride
Feeling down okay
I know
When you're here with me
I feel better now
Just how you move
Baby you know how to ride
Take you 3 more tries
Maybe 3
deep, beat sleep
With a Mossberg wrapped in my seats
Three deep in my Jeep, chief, run with the Young Gunz
Strugglin' and strivin', that's how
sit by the fire, like it was all brand new
Wanna buy you a present or three or four
Hang some holly on your door
See a little snow on the ground
Just
do, you
Grab her by her neck, throw her on the wall
Say, "Bitch don't ever disrespect me, never not at all"
These simple words can put a pause
grime neek
I bought an AP to help me time keep
My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak
My shooter ride (ride), he shoot a guy (guy)
Leave you wet
by the Bay
A nigga who gets his mug on and mack on, but anyway
On any day we can get em up or shoot em up
Havin that ass bounce three times while my
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
well (Ehh, ehh)
Get the jingling bells
You hear that sound in the background
That means Santa is coming to town
Ho ho ho
If you wanna make the nice list
Oh, yeah, oh
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
3rd Lan3, 3rd Lan3, 3rd Lan3
I fuck bitches every night
Shit gets wicked
Now you said you wanna fight
Let's get
I saw your girl by MC New York slick D
Copyright, all rights reserved boy!
In eighty-eight
Ayy yo, don't want to diss you
but your girl's a freak
Baby just wanna vibe wit u
Vibe wit u
Baby can I slide on u
Slide on u
Baby would u ride for me
Ride for me
Cause u know I’ll
Ride for u
Baby wanna
an AP to help me time keep
My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak
My shooter ride (ride), he shoot a guy (guy)
Leave you wet like you scuba dived
[Hook]
You can ride all day long
Another mike diesel production (Mike Jones)
But you?ll never catch Mr. Jones (Mr. Jones)
He?s got a gang that?s
niggas in the front and the rear (pump, pump)
I handle the sides, did a drive-by in the hoop-ride
I'm satisfied, now everything is really alright (pump,
of a spurt
Nowhere to run/nowhere to hide
Hahahahahahahaha
1 2 3 4 more years gone by
1 2 3 4 how many more til I die
Til I die
Uh, til I die
Uh, til I die
And I'm deep in wanna depend
Ain't no weak wins
Feel the Heat friends
Cause we coolin'
Why we coolin'
Cause they lookin' and I'm shootin' and I might miss
outside of the door
So bring it on, by the way
Your body's plays for
And that's a little something that a nigga craves for
It's a quarter past three
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