Lyrics:
Of a magazine
Some day (some day)
I'd like (I?d like)
To take a walk with you
Maybe ride our bikes down by the sea side
Meg White
I saw you on the big
Yeah, Yeah this that Hoodie Muzik
Young, Casino, young, Casino got that Hoodie Muzik
So Ride to it ya'll and vibe to it ya'll
And I'm just asking
the window and throw up
Cause you really thought you was gon blow up
You niggas really need to slow up
We hit you up to meet and you did not show up
Boo, you
got your eyes on me
Don't be thinking you can lie on me
Don't you think you can rely on me
But if you feel the need to ride on me
Baby by all means just
miles of hell called Wolf Creek Pass. Which is up on the Great Divide?
We was settin' there suckin' toothpicks, drinkin' Nehi and onion soup mix, and I
She winding slow I wana see you back it up/
I’ma hit it doggy style / yea I’m feeling ya style /
Pearly white teeth wit a Colgate smile.
No make up
so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off, Panda motor on a '94 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
I
went for a drive
Rebel on the street, skrtting off you see me ride
Ride with the wave feeling high feeling great
Being alive in this life better
~uhm
Boy , i just want to be with you
and you know that it’s true
my love for you
Baby girl take a ride with me
[i just wanna be with you ,][j :
a good day, hope I have me a great night
I don't know what you fishin for but catch you a great white
Me, I see great white, heavy as killer whales
I
a great night
I dunno what you fishin' for hope you catch you a great white
Me I see great white heavy as killer whales
I cannot believe this who knew it
sea
Oh life on the glass bottom boat is great
(I'm the captain) You could use a mate
Now the turtle is slow, but not so dumb
He has his own
fried, losing sense of time
You dropped that I can show u the world
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
He threw
rat-ass folk
Repent, the end is near, the Bible says it clear
My mama says it's right, but she think Jesus white
She workin' like a slave, her preacher
Slim slow slider
Horse you ride
White as snow
Slim slow slider
Horse you ride
Is white as snow
Tell it everywhere you go
Saw you walking
Down
cruisin' in the slow lane
Brothers in the fast lane seem to have no brain
He's in the cocaine white Maserati
With the big engine and the kitted out body
Written by Ben Lurie
Rise to my frustration - pouring rain
And feeling so impatient 'cause I can't explain
The things inside of me that shot right
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
shit they didn't like
Ridin marble white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
I'm talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes
Yeah yeah
Why would I
Why would I
Lose?
Ride wit the
Ride wit the
Crew
Slide wit the YLR gang make moves
Aint much that a young nigga cant do
Baby
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
and the pipe
Young nigga rolling weed in a cigar he can light
Bang red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in
red either blue selling hard and the white
Live by the gun, never run from a fight
Trayvon in a hoodie, walking through the neighborhood he
Didn't do
hit the spot had a play on some drop
Every day been great with the cake
You loving that bitch don't you know she a thot
No dates I get straight
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