to get at me, uh-uh I never sweat B This world is chilly but Willies could never catch me Although you wasn't ready still ridin for you already Make
, sat and talk to the first light And for the first time I didn't fuck on the first night And it was aight, shorty was a thorobred Like "Belly", we ain
R. Terrorist] Cheap thrills, gettin' hot sex for dollar bills Cheap thrills, druggin' 'em up wit pink pills Cheap thrills, givin' me beek, ridin' my wheels
(feat. Bugsy, Redman, Ol' Dirty Bastard) [Sample from 'Belly'] "Hey dog, there them fools go right there!" "Yeah, they-they rollin' hard too- They-they
the moon comes skimmin' away the stars When the mesquite comes rushin' over the hilltops Straight into my arms Straight into my arms I'm ridin' hard
Hit the mall snatch a hat grab a shirt Wash the 'Lac wax the 'Vert clean the truck We finna ball stash the strap and pass the purp Me and my dogs ridin
Pass me them Swisher Sweets, let's get it crump If a nigga disrespect me I'mma prove my shit and dump Blast ryhmes like I pump, turn your belly to jelly
our community when you come around [??] of black ministers to calm us down Bitch fuck peace and the police Until the bullshit cease it's a war in the belly
a roller coaster When I ride with uptown soldiers Look here we ridin we ridin We coming up out the flames with the K firing We ridin We ridin We
Washin' dishes, rubbin' floors Doin' chores for a nigga Open doors for a nigga Ridin' shotgun, holdin' forty-fours for a nigga At the motelly, got you on your belly
we posted up, got them 4-5's loaded up Shit we sellin' to them niggas got them tootin' they noses up We ridin' on vogues and up, know you seen that
turnin' into a hood prospect, why? [Stack Bundles] If so, it was after the bread risin' (Right) After I put the hood on like Lil Red Ridin' The gangsta
I salute all chicks that be gettin' them chips Throw it up, for my bitches, that be poppin' that Crist' Specially to the one's, who be ridin' that dick
leakes like back streets of sickness Or disease, and our weakness, we bleed Deceive to believe in this modern Eden, we thieve Conceive through this belly
Out even in the White House, without a doubt Find a snake, and let's cast them out Slippin, slidin, duckin, hidin Buy a new car and go snake-ridin I
streets raised me I'm shady, all my game make you trust me Players love me, haters dodge and duck me They hidin' while I'm ridin, Crestsidin' through
I'm da bitchy, da bitchy, bitchy Da bitchy, bitchy, da bitchy, bitchy Bitchy you love to hate [Verse 1] Da stout bitch, but I'm packin' da fat ass beer belly
its going down nigga we on top [Chorus] Drove to my liver, pass it to my nigga Sippin on that liquor, flossin on you niggaz Ridin through the hoody,