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ridin' real smooth - young thug lyrics

[intro]
yeah (slatt, uh)

[chorus]
pedal to the metal, i’m on the way to come see
i’m on the way to come eat you
pull your hair girl, mistreat you
disgrace you, home invasion with you
i don’t stay with you, but any day for you i’d be up late with you
and be up late with you, i won’t take from you, i donate to you, and i’m
riding real slow, hey
driving real slow, hey
double r just riding real smooth, hey
riding real smooth, hey
in the back just riding real slow, ayy
riding real smooth, hey
double r just riding real slow, ooh
riding real slow

[verse 1]
i got [?] in the drop head
i got real waves, you can see the [?]
i got lots of b-tches in the kitchen
i got lots of trap stars cookin’
i got lots of actav’ in my fridge
i got plenty money and you dig
i got plenty sauce on the kid
i got hoes swallowing the kids
i’ma kick it one last time with you
i’ma do it one last time, hey
i’ma do you bad, f-ck her crotch
put you on your feet, make sure you maintain
i’ma gon’ sign your lil’ brother
i’ma let ’em shine, i’ma let ’em
find his own prime, i’ma let ’em
take care of that lil’ b-tch, get her stilettos
stack up plenty cheese n-gg-, cheddar
get the number, he just wanna test her
racks tall, get on my level
got a room full of hoes, hugh hefner
hey, balmains and margielas
yeah, yeah, pop your sh-t, you dig
this jeffery n-gg-, j-e-f-f-e-r-y, you know what i’m sayin’
yeah

[verse 2]
sing it loud so you can hear me
[?] i know they feel me
f-ck you good, i wanna feel it
only mine, i wanna seal it
now she mine n-gg-, vacate
if it’s mine, let me film it
f-ck them boys [?] silhouette
get the squad, buy them champagne
sprinkle b-tches with the moët
caught up with you b-tch, you owe me
in a parking lot at the krogers
i know it’s off time but, f-ck it
f-ck it, f-ck it, f-ck it, f-ck it
f-ck it, f-ck it, f-ck it
die real slow, ay
i just want you to die real slow, hey
play with me you gon’ die real talk, hey
you play with slime, you gon’ die real talk, hey
let your momma pull up and see the chalk, hey
let your family pull up and see the chalk
let ’em see yellow caution taped off, hey
let you see ’em gettin’ carried by the [?], hey

- young thug lyrics

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