Lyrics:
side with Young Money, Cash Money
Or get left in your ride, crash dummy
Oh, I'll be around when the times get ugly
When the wheels fall off
side with Young Money, Cash Money
Or get left in your ride, crash dummy
Oh, I'll be around when the times get ugly
When the wheels fall off
the country stunting like Obama
Never a trust a ho she gon do just what she wanna
All my people lit all my people like to turn up
Ride ride ride with me
Die die
the flames, they callin' my name
I wanna be saved but I don't know how
I thought I was saved, but I got a plan
Let's load up the chopper and ride it around,
(longboystyle) GLE 40 plus 3 (GLE 43)
(I cannot, i cannot) I, I cannot fuck with your friends, i feel like they hating on me (Feel like they hating on me)
I ride
bitch don't ever test me, ho
If I fucked up once, you fucked up twice, so ho, you gotta go
Listen deep, this pimpin' really quick before I split your
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your
why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With
before the hive let the pump off
In the graveyard is where you get dumped off
All we wanna do is party (Woo!)
And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi
all again in the same way
3am paradise
What a roller coaster of a ride, you and I
Take my hand and keep me by your side
It's a 3am paradise
3
Where the tribe reside on that Westside
This ain't Bed-Stuy, but it's like "Do or Die"
Contemplatin' suicide to ride by
homicides, and then it's ova...
to side lookin' for ho snitches
I'm wide open on the freeway, my pager broke my vibe
'Cause a junkie is a junkie three-sixty-five
It's just another day
to side lookin' for ho snitches
I'm wide open on the freeway, my pager broke my vibe
'Cause a junkie is a junkie three-sixty-five
It's just another day
Hey Poppi yea ho
Hey Poppi yea ho
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Lay low proud Poppi
Lay low proud Poppi (shout it out)
He's from the deep south (shout
She took me to the sky, for love
Oh how she took me,
For love
Stripped me down and watch me
For love, she made me scream,
Deep for love
Baby rides
start the new whip (Skrrt!)
Three shots deep and she wanna skinny dip
She dancing on the table like she know how to strip
Giving me dirty looks but all
(Thirty)
five on the bud niggaz (Thirty-one)
Deep in the game niggaz, (Thirty-two)
out there slangin' cane niggaz (Thirty-three)
Them main niggaz,
and demand; I'm The man to supply! Y'all like who came with this guy
Hell if I told you about how I'm surrounded
By potential it's essential drop everybody that
and ride from Chi to Texas
Give the game up since I came up put my name up
Check out the rhythm
Make the mob wanna flame up
Struck a match
Feel like I'm in too deep
Don't fall in love with the fishes
Do not get drowned in the water
I don't wanna call her no more
Cause my niggas think
Feel like I'm in too deep
Don't fall in love with the fishes
Do not get drowned in the water
I don't wanna call her no more
Cause my niggas think
you
Don't wanna ride without you
I'd rather feel bad inside and cry alone
Then to be placed up high and praised upon a thrown
See I'm only human, by
Baby, just hold me close and never let me go
Nine, nine, nine
Love the way I stroke it deep inside
Ride it like you stole it. Two rounds, too loud
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