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ride with me - rtb mb lyrics

[chorus]:
told lil baby come smoke with me ride with me
mad bout it but i been (benz) hit her 550
said she love me cause i turn her out i ain’t timmy
she got the head of a neutron but i ain’t jimmy
in the crib with a b*tch say she trynna do a line like whitney
white b*tch let me spear her from behind like brittney
so anxious i’m like ginuwine i ain’t picky
i can’t give a b*tch my time i ain’t richie

[verse 1]:
might pass a lil b*tch to frank no frisby
might get a hunnit pounds of crank get busy
they call me whole thang lonnie b*tch no skizzy
i made her sell that body ass and titties
buck 50 half and now told that b*tch to clean them pockets
see a trick then point em out i know this hoe that ah get it out em
lil b*tch know how to use her mouth but she wanna snort all my powder
b*tch you cutting into my ounce i’m letting these b*tches go for a thousand
sh*t
hope you got a suit and tie when we slide
all my n*ggas putting b*ttons on the glock
i ain’t gone lie
baby if yo middle spot purified that’s the only way
i’m f*cking on her box
if you gone slide n*gga slide i then seen n*ggas die
they wasn’t lacking they was clutching on they glock
putting bread on they head in other words
you can say i’m putting dead m*ffins on they top
how the f*ck did a n*gga from the south get a m n*gga
get yo bands up
why the f*ck is yo b*tch in my house 4am n*gga
with her pants off
yeah i f*cked but this house not a home lil baby
mb vandross
spin the block throws some bullets at the main opp
and he caught it up top call him ran moss
[chorus]:
told lil baby come smoke with me ride with me
mad bout it but i been (benz) hit her 550
said she love me cause i turn her out i ain’t timmy
she got the head of a neutron but i ain’t jimmy
in the crib with a b*tch say she trynna do a line like whitney
white b*tch let me spear her from behind like brittney
so anxious i’m like ginuwine i ain’t picky
i can’t give a b*tch my time i ain’t richie

[verse 2]:
no faking b*tch it ain’t on me it’s in me
i then mixed the shrooms with quagen b*tch
imma well known hippy
b*tch so bad but she so basic
b*tch can’t even rub 2 pennies
i then caught a quarter m off green cases
how he do that with no codeine in em
how how??
i can sell salt to a snail
i can sell a square b*tch to a pimp
i can eyeball brick with no scale
i can put a couple shooters on that rim
i can get yo ass poked up in jail
get a n*gga sliced from ear to ear
told that b*tch no kiss and tell
tell yo n*gga i’m on yo friend
[chorus]:
told lil baby come smoke with me ride with me
mad bout it but i been (benz) hit her 550
said she love me cause i turn her out i ain’t timmy
got the head of a neutron but i ain’t jimmy
in the crib with a b*tch say she trynna do a line like whitney
white b*tch let me spear her from behind like brittney
so anxious i’m like ginuwine i ain’t picky
i can’t give a b*tch my time i ain’t richie

- rtb mb lyrics

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