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pack - ride my bike lyrics

[chorus:]
ride my bike girl tell me how it feels (what) [x2]
seal it with a s-x lil mamma wats the deal
deal [x2]
[young stunna:]
young stunna fo life
it’s stunna man
young stunna man i’m coola than the weatha
i hop over the cloud and stay in the cool weatha
she can love her man but it’s obvious i’m betta
super soaks in my pants ay man i wet her
fly got cheddar
400 dollar sweaters
superior to the lames cause my words play clever
vans or leather i’m a skatepunk shredder
ashley and mich-lle i call it a double header
h-lla f-cking icy there’s nothing i could get her
mouth like snow turn summer into winter
she got to be slindder fast like a blender
i’m a just bend her
i’m going to december
big car loss h-t the all star
f-cking like a p-rnstar now i’m in the new car
go hard, i got a go kart
and you betta handcuff cause i’ll smash your hoes hard
[chorus]
[young l:]
call darksmith tell me how it feel
you see the peadle on the wheel
ride l’s bike no training wheels
na na it’s time for a cavity search
you been a freak since birth
show me wat it’s worth
soft like nerf take the booty from the turf
no rip the slippas
just bop the boots
young l got a chain like fruity loops
take yo chick to the back make her hoo la hoop
remember ice cream gimme that super scoop
what i’m saying ma i ride my bike
jive, zomba, up all night
club, tele, f-ck all night
it’s skateboard l
i spit on mice
i spit at dikes i don’t care
i see your underwear
take off your underwear
keep talkin bout trains na don’t care
[chorus]
[lil b:]
b, the pack
yea went dumb for the dumbest, the dumbest
girls like b cause they say that i’m cute
know how i like my d-ck gettin” blown
b-tch all nice bout skatin’ on vouge
i don’t even trip cause the chick look s-xy
pul her hair back i’m a slap like gretzky
in the skrape thang all black tainted windows
n-gg-s on the search and we on to the bimbos
okay, don’t trip don’t trip
b-tch i don’t bite i just wanna suck d-ck
b-tch i don’t drive i just wanna b-mp cl-ts
grindin’ yea b-tch i b-mp clipse
17 i already touch grip
rich n-gg- click pull any bad b-tch
pack game through it’s a wrap for the night
f-ck with the click all my n-gg-s got swagga

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