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2gaudy (637godwin) - ride thru lyrics

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she wanna spin me around
she wanna spin me around
she wanna spin me around
she wanna spin me around (yeah, yeah)
637 gaaaaaaaaang

[chorus]

i might just spend me a rack on my fitted (gang)
ride around here, will not ride thru the city (yeah,yeah)
all of my ni++as, yeah, they ridin wit me (yeah)
and she tote the glock and i tote the semei (okay)
and you wanna talk, but you can’t talk wit me
cuz my b+tch is bad and i mean to the bone (bone, bone)
took you bone dripped in sauce for the juice and vlonе (vlone)
if you dont talk right two shots at your dome (dome)
im makе the beat like cabbage (yeah)
alcohol, 21 no savage (yeah
when i hop on the mic i ravage them
like a worn out shirt ill strech your hem
babygirl, if you ride for me, then ill ride for you
babygirl, if you die for me, then ill die for you
you too

[verse 1]
in the past it felt important
german engineering gotta whip by foreigns
nowadays i just hit my sourin
rapping in my room with dreams of touring
got in my bag, whip it, whip it
i been driving too fast cl!ck it or ticket
and i feel like a prophet, im on a mission
but im cutting ni++as off like a circumcision

[pre+chorus]

wait yeah woah
gang wait yeah
no case closed (closed)
trust no hoes
i ball like d rose
its my fate, its chosen
rub her down, lotion
motion in the ocean

[chorus]

i might just spend me a rack on my fitted (gang)
ride around here, will not ride thru the city (yeah, yeah)
all of my n+ggas, yeah, they ridin wit me (yeah)
and she tote the glock and i tote the semi (okay)
and you wanna talk, but you can’t talk wit me
cuz my b+tch is bad and i mean to the bone (bone, bone)
took you bone dripped in sauce for the juice and vlone (vlone)
if you dont talk right two shots at your dome (dome)
im make the beat like cabbage (yeah)
alcohol, 21 no savage (yeah)
when i hop on the mic i ravage them
like a worn out shirt ill strech your hem
babygirl, if you ride for me, then ill ride for you
babygirl, if you die for me, then ill die for you
you too
[verse 2]

i got the plug, no usb
i bet you a fake, 1+1 copy
wanna sip on the punch, wanna rip hi+c
wanna play minecraft c418
whipping in a airplane or new high beam
can’t open up the door cuz i need an i.d
girl, give me all the info, i need tea
chillin in spyvee thats the place i be
chillin in spyvee with the girls that i like
ride around dirtbike
up and down, half pipe
tony hawk nose glide
me and all my kinfolk whipping
2020 on me i got clear vision
736 he gon be bodyslammed
now ima have to put her ass in submission (dash, dash, dash)
i want the rari, i want cash
ill hang a f+ck n+gga on a mask
like a holocaust, where is the gas
when i smoke, puff puff pass
gimme a go hoe, pass the flask
gimme adderall, pass the test
i mean after all, did the best (yeah)
[chorus]

i might just spend me a rack on my fitted (gang)
ride around here, will not ride thru the city (yeah, yeah)
all of my n+ggas, yeah, they ridin wit me (yeah)
and she tote the glock and i tote the semi (okay)
and you wanna talk, but you can’t talk wit me
cuz my b+tch is bad and i mean to the bone (bone, bone)
took you bone dripped in sauce for the juice and vlone (vlone)
if you dont talk right two shots at your dome (dome)
im make the beat like cabbage (yeah)
alcohol, 21 no savage (yeah)
when i hop on the mic i ravage them
like a worn out shirt ill strech your hem
babygirl, if you ride for me, then ill ride for you
babygirl, if you die for me, then ill die for you too

[chorus]

i might just spend me a rack on my fitted (gang)
ride around here, will not ride thru the city (yeah, yeah)
all of my n+ggas, yeah, they ridin wit me (yeah)
and she tote the glock and i tote the semi (okay)
and you wanna talk, but you can’t talk wit me
cuz my b+tch is bad and i mean to the bone (bone, bone)
took you bone dripped in sauce for the juice and vlone (vlone)
if you dont talk right two shots at your dome (dome)
im make the beat like cabbage (yeah)
alcohol, 21 no savage (yeah)
when i hop on the mic i ravage them
like a worn out shirt ill strech your hem
babygirl, if you ride for me, then ill ride for you
babygirl, if you die for me, then ill die for you too



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