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ride - semi homie lyrics

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[intro]
(uh, on the men)
(on the men)
(yo hustle)
(hey hustle)
(they know what we on, b*tch)
(how we coming)
(uh, where you going at?)
(on the men)
(on the men)

[chorus]
this a g20 and cuz toting drac’
i’m smoking this za on the men this sh*t candy
i be talking that sh*t, b*tch been said she can’t stand me
we be f*cking off perc’s she be saying “boo you got it”
my b*tch out of town told me “hop on a flight”
i just dropped my rp ten b*tch cut on your phone light
she got out her place had to put her back in it
you keep flashing them bags n*gga your broke*ass [?]
she don’t like riding with me i be playing them mirrors too hard that sh*t made hеr nervous
you scared*ass n*ggas keep bragging about getting thе drop they was hitting them n*ggas was nervous
i’m starting to think ‘fore a move gotta see if it’s really worth it
sh*t rtw you know that them boys working
i’m still ’bout to try him i don’t think he no serious n*gga
a n*gga taking something from me? be serious n*gga
[verse]
i’m going amiri i’ll mix it with saint laurent
she put me and her friend in a chat and said “let’s have fun”
he keep flashing his money ’cause he ain’t never had none
one time i hit a move i couldn’t believe that i pulled it off
you just get it sold n*gga if you don’t then i’m pulling off
i don’t let my car warm up, hop in and pull off
he was sweet i was walking with a talk of the town dog
tryna take down a n*gga i just missed the jail call
put sh*t in my b*tch now i build up her credit
i got twenty in dubs same color as some [?]
can’t fall for these b*tches they’ll f*ck any n*gga with some motion
might be f*cking your b*tch n*gga i got big motion
i’m up i’m having ten that’s just on my [?]
there’s sh*t going on i’m tryna keep my hands clean
b*tch this a ten with a glow*in*the*dark sight
you gon’ either f*ck or get out, f*ck you ain’t hear me right?
i ain’t get me a addy in a minute i need one
i be jamming everyday them jammers i need ’em
getting money i’m tryna get switches for all the men
you see me in the club on the men g30 in it
i’m f*cking this b*tch and she thirty with her body count
he keep rapping ’bout cars but he ain’t ever in none
she gone off the drank she said she ain’t never seen [?]
[?] to the door since then he ain’t seen one
[chorus]
this a g20 and cuz toting drac’
i’m smoking this za on the men this sh*t candy
i be talking that sh*t, b*tch been said she can’t stand me
we be f*cking off perc’s she be saying “boo you got it” (i know)
my b*tch out of town told me “hop on a flight” (hey boo)
just dropped my rp ten b*tch cut on your phone light
she got out her place had to put her back in it (i had to)
you keep flashing them bags n*gga your broke*ass [?] (broke ass)
she don’t like riding with me i be playing them mirrors too hard that sh*t made her nervous
you scared*ass keep bragging about getting the drop they was hitting them n*ggas was nervous (scared as sh*t)
i’m starting to think ‘fore a move gotta see if it’s really worth it
sh*t rtw you know that them boys working
i’m still ’bout to try him i don’t think he no serious n*gga
a n*gga taking something from me? be serious n*gga

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