Lyrics:
kush and sipping wine
I want to fuck you from behind
She used to be my ride or die
But fly little butterfly, fly, fly
My bitch so motherfucking fly
She
Step right up and step inside
You ain't seen nothing yet
Life's a rollercoaster ride
One ticket's all you get
Nothing like it anywhere
It's cheap
enough to
Make your punk-ass ride?
What if he gave you a little
List of things to do?
Said he wouldn't have to die
He could live through you
Would you load
got real like this
Rich Homie, this feeling, man it on vibe
And can't no suckers get in my ride
So I slowly let them Forgis glide
Now let that marinate
everywhere
This is our eternal prayer
Let it go, Ride the wind
Let it go, Ride the wind
You'll see me, I'll come and see you
Always finding something to do
but momma, she ride for me
Tell 'em Tim
We winning got money so long it a take
A life time for us to try to spend it
Grind like LeBron put up numbers
lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
A taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic
And I love what you do
beautiful one to me
Straight out of a magazine
Centerfold
Took a ride on my grass bottom roll
Puerto Rican, Dominican, Americana
every beautiful Rio Janiero
you're a beginner an' you want wanna be a winner
Then you better have some spinach with your dinner
So just put your head to the sky, if you wanna ride
said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ride your pony, ride your pony
Ride your pony come on, come on
Mony Mony
Feel all right, I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ride your pony, ride your pony
Ride your pony come on, come on
Mony Mony
Feel all right, I said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
For every junior that wants a mobile bike that
Rides and a rides and rides
Now my little daughter
She wants a doll that cries
One that walks
all over me
Put in work like my timesheet
She ride it like a '63
I'ma buy her no Celine
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I'm her
Phantom, in the backseat sippin' red, uh
Bitch, I'm from Atlanta where these hoes ride the dick like peg, yeah
Condo like the pharmacy, I got codeine in my
all over me
Put in work like my timesheet
She ride it like a '63
I'ma buy her no Celine
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I'm her
on my tank top
Real niggas 'gone make the pain stop
Bad bitch you gon' ride with me 'till the wheels off (21)
Baby, you 'gone calm me down when I'm
And the nights get hotter
Sounds right on the money
Let's let that tide take us for a ride
Girl, wherever it wants to
I wanna get high
On some low country with you
hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club
from Spotify
Bye, Bye killers
On a high five business
Gonna ride by the sickest
In your high ride to the hitlist
If we ain't spoke in ages
Then
thing I want more than anything else to see
Oh, I know you guys are too busy to bother with me
But you see, my dad used to take me for rides when he was
why'all niggaz gonna learn to appreciate me
Instead of always comparin' me
If I hear one more remark about me
I guess I gotta ride on my enemies
Oho
one to me
Straight out of a magazine, centerfold
Took a ride on my [Incomprehensible]
Puerto Rican, Dominican, Americana
And beautiful Rio Janeiro
they've got to ride for ever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry;
Yippy-I-Ay, yippy-I-oh!
Ghost riders
your medal tight lookin' for a better life
For the family
For if I'm rich you rich and that shit's a guarantee
For the best of life
For if I ride you
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