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on a bicycle together.
We could ride forever.
C'mon let's go, wo, wo, wo
Riding on the cycling road.
See the green trees passing by.
Sun is shining down
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Oh, how I tossed that ass up
Like a mission in the woods, Woody Woodpecker would if he could
But I didn't
Little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Oh, how I tossed that ass up
Like a mission in the woods, Woody Woodpecker would if he could
But I didn't
The world sees the apocalypse as a
Mystic cryptic message of doom
The first four seals are represented by four
Riders on four different coloured
wat set he say he from they slidin u mention me all these niggaz green dressed in colors like a Christmas tree cll these niggaz do is copycat and meat
son
And the only bullets by my stomach be the clip from my gun
And when my gun, busts it's over so close the curtains
My silencer's like ch-ch-ch
That 223, give it to me
I'm weighing Bobby Brown by the pound, whatever you need
That 223, give it to me
I'm weighing Bobby Brown by the pound,
green got yolla
Got purple by the pound haze
Fluffy like your sofa
That's how we move it
Like it ain't nothing to it
Get the work bust it down
And run
Ok stand by my clip gone up huh stand by
My grip be to good but I'm one of the best I step with my Draco I step with my vest I step on n!gas I ball
with some jack
And I got Al Green in the back
B***h Im back
With some fire, some kush and some hoes up on me
Got em waiting on the line
Talking all that
like the Apollo with guns, even amateurs clap
I hit raw in the store, ravined, then laid low on the yea-yo
When I cop more of the green
Got a BX
every hour puff the Al Green
Hop in the car, drive the 3-D
Blow down the windows, raise the P-be's
Parents, they roll up, don't understand we
I
on but I can't lie I need you back
And girl I'm being real I ain't fake this ain't an act
What good is winning if you ain't by my side like
Main and only
on but I can't lie I need you back
And girl I'm being real I ain't fake this ain't an act
What good is winning if you ain't by my side
Main and only girl I
smelling me
Dior sprayed on my pajamas
Royal like Heinous every time I ride
At least one queen on me thick as Taja
You are no Jadebug why is you bugging
Clouds drifting by trapping the city lights
Green to red in death by angry butterflies
I was born imaginin'
Bailed out by Ativan
Cause I know what's
Late as hell and you know Im with them
Im balling out down 55 and its 6 AM
Im falling down by my ride and its 6 AM
All you remakes by my side
I
they see me ride by
But I ride alone
I ride alone
I got ozs for the 100
Pounds by the 100
Fuck around I might make me 100
I got ozs for the 100
Pounds by
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Green line
Gold mine
Gold mine
Green line
Champion hoodie acting
Ooh yeah yeah yeah
Ride the ride the ride the wave
Yeah yeah
I wish you well
Living like a fairytale
All the while i wish you well yeah
I ride
to a game winner
Brand new chapter up in my book
Been on this train can't call me a rook
I see green wherever I look
I'm with Nyukyung this the crown that we
that dick
Ride that dick
Ride that dick
This that after one am fucking
This that on a bean
On that lean
Hit that green
Liquor kicking in
On the scene
Ride with the stick
Ride with the stick
Ride with the stick
mind on the chips
Ride with the stick
Ride with the stick
Mind on the chips
No time
led to your wooden room
Full of cigarettes and green glass bottles
Yesterday's meal by the mattress on the floor
Where we danced
In the garden
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