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ride with - bigo (producer) lyrics

[intro: heavy t]
if you laugh at my vocals i’ll f*ckin f*ck you up, b*tch
what b*tch? what clique could stop me?
c*cky, suck my d*ck

heavy t, heavy t, bigo on the beat
bounce with me, bounce with me, aye aye

[chorus: heavy t]
if you wanna take a ride with ty, come fly to the west coast
fly to the west coast
when you arrive i’m in s*x mode, come fly to the west coast
fly to the west coast
let’s get high and just let go, high and just let go
you f*cked with them dumb n*ggas now you wanna come ride with the best though, fly to the west coast (yo, yo)
[verse: heavy t]
yo ma, i ain’t tryna rap obscene, but i gotta let you know
that ass is mean
come and take a seat, in my passenger seat
what the vibe is like, when you fly*in and ride with ty
on the west let’s roll and spark up the best dro
nah this ain’t a test ho, baby just let go
close your eyes, [?] someone who’s known to lie
so i get close, let her think i’m gonna ride
and just as the static zaps in, our broadcast system
in the broad’s face i’ll laugh and slap her
dash from the wh0re
then i rob a doordasher

[pre*chorus: heavy t]
that hurts i know, shouldn’t have flown
to the west coast, where we enforce dress codes
but i like i said, you fly in, i flip to s*x mode
yeah, i flip to s*x mode
you fly in, i flip to s*x mode, let’s go

[chorus: heavy t]
if you wanna take a ride with ty, come fly to the west coast
fly to the west coast
when you arrive i’m in s*x mode, come fly to the west coast
fly to the west coast
let’s get high and just let go, high and just let go
you f*cked with them dumb n*ggas now you wanna come ride with the best though, fly to the west coast (yo, yo)
[verse 2: heavy t]
part 2, time for another b*tch’s heart to be chewed
and fore you judge hun
don’t act like y’all don’t be hurtin these dudes when their cheddar’s low
and sh*t ain’t workin for you no mo, so yo
my last chicken was bad and that cat was magic
i made a bracket when i clapped it
she jacked it, with her bad mittens
she passed me stacks of her cash whe the man finished
cuz b*tches know, if my d*ck is showin, i demand spinach
listen chicks, if you hit the west, be prepared to pay for s*x instead of the other way around
cuz we done playin around, if i’m layin down
i ain’t stayin around, just pound and pound and out loud
my name you shout (i bounced cuz the brain game was foul)
my name you shout
yeah, i’m a west coast child
dubs in the air one time

- bigo producer lyrics

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