Lyrics:
sign my shirt?
[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"
Years passed by, and look I'm
they tryna ride my dick
Ain't fuckin with this fast food 20 hour shit
I ain't fuckin' wit' em! (I ain't fuckin' wit' em, nahh)
I ain't fuckin' wit' em!
me
Ballin on you like the big leagues
Changing lanes switching that's a 6 speed
Came up out the hood
I got it out the slums wit the shits
On the block
, nigga)
Y'all non rappin' ass bitches (fuck you, nigga)
I rather listen to your instrumentals nigga (non rappin' ass niggas)
Haha, bitch-ass nigga (do
Feel the level of this mellow vibration
An instrumental that matches my wavelength
Yes now you are tuned into my station
Let my occupation take over
Bitch you stole my heart
Snatched it and took off and ran
I fucked you better
Than that other nigga wit you layin'
Can't compete wit me, I'm Gangsta
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
.S.
instrumental by: G.U.S. - “22ndCentury”
written by: R.PsYCh WiTtiD
HOOK
OOOOOHHH RAH
[RAH RAH RAH]
ITS DOOO
OR DIE [DIE DIE DIE]
WE ARE THE FEW
[I SAID]
WE
She gon take me home and
Ride me like this instrumental
Been a minute since we kicked it Say you miss it girl I know
You can't fuck with no one else
to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world this is for my hot boys
And my hot girls, ride
dick hard her booty soft
I see through her dress she take it off
And the she get so arroused by the sound of my voice
U see I make the pussy wet u just
it, after that swallow it
Stand by baby where you at huh?
Raise ya hand high
You dont suck, what? that's a damn lie
Got red rye my man ride my fam
We bout to take a ride
2022 Cold War 85
Driving fast like we aint tryna Be alive
Got the diesel in the air when We flying by
See through you like
It's money over pussy never cuffin up
Get it all legitimate you know I'm professional wit my customers
I'm not a clout chaser I'm to original
was gone come through in the Benz
These niggas know I don't really even trust friends
'Cause you will commit 'em homie if we commitin' sins
How I got
on the beat it gone beat
H-E-N-NEY VSOP
Little bit uh Lizzy 'tween my leaf
Little mommy wit me feet on flee
Start no trouble no trouble to ride
B-D-double-U
Get Joe Jitz to go splits on a used yacht
It's not new but what the fuck you got?
Ollie in the mix yo who I'm seen wit
At the party, Joe Jit and Charlie
doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other
doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other
at the crossroads was the end of the line
For Big Joe and Phantom 309
But every now and then some higher'll come by
And like you Big Joe'll give 'em a ride
Here have
PART I - INTRO
[Instrumental]
PART II - SETTING SUN
She is all I ever wanted
She could make me lie
I don't think she's dead or anything, but I
you wit it
Cause I been feeling you for a min
Look me in the eyes if you wit it
Let me know if you down to ride
Multi talented I'm just tryna find
down my niggas)
(Stunna, Face, Joe Crack the Don)
'Stead I'd rather bust at you
You motherfuckers must be crazy
I been doin' this shit since
nothing
Ima Do it MySelf
Let me tell you something
Ima Do it MySelf
Get by wit it, just ride wit it
Get by wit it, just ride wit it
Making my moves myself
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