Birdman

Birdman - I'm Ridin' songtekst

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And Im Ridin With A Body On The Shotti... Streatch A Nigga Out Like Pilates... Catch A Nigga Outside His Hottie.. Snatch All Da Honey From Ya Honey Comb Now The Bee's Keep Flyin By Me.. Im On That Spiff That Prody That Shit.. Smokin Like Vladi Spendin Dough From The 9o's, Shinin P Nomy In The Liming .. Im Diming No Time Timing. Mutha Fuckka Im A Young Ass Pirhanna.. Dont Get Caught In That Water Cause Im Waitin For A Drowner. And On The Corner I Got Stacks On The Counter. Before Ya Bitch Leave I Make Young Mob Count Um. Tryna Make A Dollar When I Could Turn It To A Thousand. Im So Determined Its A Economic Problem... Drama... Das Why I Carry The Limer... Ready At Any Given Day I Carry My Honor... Love Weed So Much I Try To Mari-Juana(Marry...Joaunnna) So Pass The Pastrami And Asparagus Mama Im Watchin.. Cause Im My Area If You Got Bread You Better Break It Off And Share Wit Ya.. I Got His Ankles... And His Stereo.. And I Could Get A Cool Buck 50 For Dat In The Body Yo Dis Hol



Lygrove... Dis Holly Grove Till I Adios... I Gatta Go Gatta Go Got More Bags Of Dope Yea!



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Hot Boy Wayne Since The Beginning Ive Been In And Out Of Some Shit Feelin Out The Dick... Living Out The Script For The Role That Was Chosen... But I Dont Want An Award Im Tryna Afford.... Back To The Room In The Honda Accord... The Whole Left Side Slam Down With That Braw.... A City Supply The City Get High Like... If I Was Clear I Wudda Touch Claudett....Yea Im So Fresh Like Sex In The Sheets But Im From The Dirty Dirty Like Sex On A Beach.... The Chex On My Niks Match My Carnesh ... My Button Up Shirt Match My Button Seats... Watch Yur Fukin Feet Cause Im Hot In Da Streets.... A 1/4 Thing Is How I Got In The Streets I Had Money Ever Since That Week Young Weezy!       



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17 Gangsta Hollygrove Solider Got A Lil Money Got Alot More Colder... My Top Dont Roll Up It Fold Up... My Money Dont Fold Up It Build Up... You Niggas Aint Fly Get Your Gear Up... Pass My Bitch The Mark Jacob Boots And The Ear Muffs... Got Her Lookin Like Kamora Or Sumthin.. Brought Kamora To The South Now Kamora's Stuntin... Yea We Big Buisness Pimpin.Chea. Walkin With A Limp Talkin With A Slurr... Barking At Ya Bitch 1 Bet Her Pussy Cat Purred ... She All On Mine She Ain Lookin At Yours .... And If Ya Man Trip You Get The Bitta Bla Blurr... Crdit Wayne Fa Bringin The Hood Back First........... Credit Wayne Fa Bringin The Hood Back First



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Muhhhh Fukka Wizzle!..
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