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birdman - ride dat lyrics

(feat. juvenile & lil wayne)

[intro]
stunna
nino
rich gang

[verse 1: juvenile]
it’s official, the whistle blowin’, the liquor pourin’
we had our issues and differences, we were sick of warring
city n-gg-, you think i been out of chicken form?
plenty b-tches but really never committed to ’em
anything my lil’ pretty things want, i get it for ’em (what you want?)
these n-gg-s tricky, these b-tches ain’t got no feelings for ’em
you hear the crickets and birds chirping, that’s paradise
penthouse we don’t reserve, we dine in candlelight
don’t like that lying sh-t, i’m the one they confide wit’
victoria’s secret, a secret garden, quit hiding sh-t
i provide sh-t, have you in all that fly sh-t
so much sh-t, you done run out of room in your closet
you want that nicki, that mary j, that mariah sh-t (what you want?)
that halle berry, that angelina, sinatra sh-t
desire sh-t, ain’t no side n-gg-s or side chicks (us)
they on that my sh-t, we on that you and i sh-t

[chorus]
now ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho (rich)
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho (out the pound wit’ it)
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that (we up top in seattle)
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho (just like that)
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck

[verse 2: birdman]
stuntin’ all with the power, got the chopper in hand
filthy b-tches ’bout the money, alexander the fan
big paper, one side, kept me one in the hand
real n-gg-s know the rule, we’ll k!ll for them bands
heads on, on [?] hit ’em and we move on
that’s the way we did it, n-gg-, spread then we get gone
lil’ mama know we did it but she lived and she stay strong
a hunnid keys, so we flip it and we move on
back in the 3 and we did it in [?]
lil’ n-gg- may give his life for [?]
bills with the caddies n-gg-, get in my way homie
back ’bout the money so we had to spray homie

[chorus]
now ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck

[verse 3: lil wayne]
ride this d-ck, don’t fall baby
ye sippin’ lean like paul wall baby
ye and the p-ssy better be bald headed
fat like star jones baby, got a n-gg- stargazing, oh baby
ride this d-ck, don’t fall baby
after that, prrrrp, h-llo quick, don’t call a n-gg- back to back
ride this d-ck, don’t fall baby
yeah, ride that sh-t, you done gone brazy, d-mn
i put mula, mula, mula over mami chula
’cause all these thots will k!ll ya
she keep me comin’ through, lil p-ssy smell just like petunias
she got that hallelujah
ride me like tchoupitoulas

[chorus]
and she gon’ ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho (don’t fall baby)
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that (rich gang)
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck ho
ride it, ride it, ride, ride that d-ck

[outro]
rich gang, our lifestyle
ride this d-ck, don’t walk baby
ride this d-ck, don’t fall baby
ride that sh-t, you done gone brazy
yeah, ride this d-ck, don’t fall baby
yeah, ride this d-ck, don’t fall baby
yeah, ride this d-ck, don’t fall baby
yeah, ride that sh-t, you done gone brazy
p-ssy better be bald

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