Ride Dat

Stunna Nuno Rich Gang It's official, the whistle blowin', the liquor pourin' We had our issues and differences, we were sick of warring City nigga, you think I been out of chicken form? Plenty bitches but really never committed to 'em Anything my lil' pretty things want, I get it for 'em (What you want?) These niggas tricky, these bitches ain't got no feelings for 'em You hear the crickets and birds chirping, that's paradise Penthouse we don't reserve, we dine in candlelight Don't like that lying shit, I'm the one they confide wit' Victoria's Secret, a secret garden, quit hiding shit I provide shit, have you in all that fly shit So much shit, you done run out of room in your closet You want that Nicki, that Mary J, that Mariah shit (What you want?) That Halle Berry, that Angelina, Sinatra shit Desire shit, ain't no side niggas or side chicks (Us) They on that my shit, we on that you and I shit Now ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho (Rich) Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho (Out the pound wit' it) Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that (We up top in Seattle) Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho (Just like that) Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick Stuntin' all with the power, got the chopper in hand Filthy bitches 'bout the money, Alexander the fan Big paper, one side, kept me one in the hand Real niggas know the rule, we'll kill for them bands Heads on, on paper on, hit 'em and we move on That's the way we did it, nigga, spread then we get gone Lil' mama know we did it but she lived and she stay strong A hunnid keys, so we flip it and we move on Back in the 3 and we did it in and laced on Lil' nigga may give his life for pay though Bills with the caddies nigga, get in my way homie Back 'bout the money so we had to spray homie Now ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick Ride this dick, don't fall baby Ye sippin' lean like Paul Wall baby Ye and the pussy better be bald headed Fat like Star Jones baby, got a nigga stargazing, oh baby Ride this dick, don't fall baby After that, prrrrp, hello quick, don't call a nigga back to back Ride this dick, don't fall baby Yeah, ride that shit, you done gone brazy, damn I put mula, mula, mula over mami chula 'Cause all these thots will kill ya She keep me comin' through, lil pussy smell just like petunias She got that hallelujah Ride me like Tchoupitoulas And she gon' ride it, ride it, ride, Ride that dick ho (Don't fall baby) Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that (Rich gang) Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick Rich Gang, our lifestyle Ride this dick, don't walk baby Ride this dick, don't fall baby Ride that shit, you done gone brazy Yeah, ride this dick, don't fall baby Yeah, ride this dick, don't fall baby Yeah, ride this dick, don't fall baby Yeah, ride that shit, you done gone brazy Pussy better be bald

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