slim dunkin - ridin' lyrics
[intro: slim dunkin]
twisting up the kush while you smoking on the pole
this green hit hard, have you hooked like door
used to smoking mid? then it might burn your throat
them virgin–ss lungs, guaranteed you gonna choke
[hook: mykko montana]
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
[verse 1: slim dunkin]
i got that college boy swag with pole up on my body
i got your b-tch with me, yeah, she probably riding shotty
till they free b. ceezy, he can catch me on [?]
with your b-tch in the room and your goons in the lobby
summer time coming, so you know we getting live
i’m in my old school, f-ck a 745
skinny–ss tires, but i’m sitting in the sky
bumping r. kelly, i believe i can fly
i’m riding through the southside, letting my beat pound
i’m sitting so high, i can see downtown
say, i’m sitting so high that i can’t see the ground
i think i need a parachute just to get down
[hook: mykko montana]
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
[verse 2: slim dunkin]
okay, i got some new sh-t, but my old school sick
somebody grab a diaper and get nasty if it sh-t
i’m trying to get oprah money, you can call me stedman
most stupid big, got the donk looking pregnant
and you n-ggas should’ve got an abortion
you b-tches quick to call me daddy like she was an orphan
i’m riding pigeon-toed, got the whip offset
chevy pms-ing, got you haters upset
i’m sitting 1017 and we riding back to back
waka, wooh and frenchie, goop troop, where you at?
bases loaded, red socks, slim up to bat
it ain’t where you’re from, southside, where you’re at
[hook: mykko montana]
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
[verse 3: sean t–zy]
we be twenty-four sitting with that arrogant paint
shawty, what you think? i got money in the bank
i just hit that freaky hoe, i’m glad i shot a blank
whew, that was close, why that purple got a stain?
northside shawty with my southside partner
so icey e-n-t, okay, let t–zy shut the block up
sitting up at home, make that b-tch chevy pop up
slim, we got a problem, tell waka get that chopper
put me on stage, yeah, it’s going down
i’m getting money, these n-ggas know what town
gotta get a p-ss when you’re in my side of town
shots of patron, man, that’s just the first round
[hook: mykko montana]
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
catch me in the hood with them yokohama tires
windows down with that ac high
roll up on that old school, best believe he gonna die
twenty-eight inches got me riding in the sky
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