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Ride Around
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WOKSTAR
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Thumbtack, Sentarion Straight, f**king, fire Aye, aye, aye, aye, yuh B*t*h I cop, a coupe, and I ride, around, (Gang) When I drop, and shoot, my sh*t don't make a sound, (Gang) If you pull up, I?mma put you on the ground, (Aye) Try to test me and my clique, then we pull up and we hound, (Aye) B*t*h I cop, a coupe, and I ride, around, (Gang) When I drop, and shoot, my sh*t don't make a sound, (Gang) If you pull up, I'mma put you on the ground, (Aye) Try to test me and my clique, we pull up and we hound, (Aye) B*t*h I?m countin' up my bands, in the back of the club Go back to f**kin' up the fans, if you wanna get bucked I'mma put you in a trance, b*t*h a carry a gun And if you really wanna test me, b*t*h, I don't give a f**k So I'mma pull up with the clique, and my Glock, got a d**k I might need a couple tissues, because my diamonds be sick I'mma hit it from the back, and my b*t*h, she be thick Pull up on my block, choppa bite you like a tick I cook you up, like yo a**, is some f**kin' mutton Hit you wit a stick, then my Glock go back to bustin? Pu**y shut the f**k up, b*t*h you really pressin? b***ons Be ready to die, because my choppa like huntin' In the back, smokin? dope, gettin' money, chokin' throats Smoke so much, broke my nose, now my blood, soaked my clothes B*t*h I bust, tote a four, if you test me, you a hoe B*t*h, I'm runnin? out the door, choppa hit you like the woah B*t*h I cop, a coupe, and I ride, around, (Gang) When I drop, and shoot, my sh*t don't make a sound, (Gang) If you pull up, I'mma put you on the ground, (Aye) Try to test me and my clique, then we pull up and we hound, (Aye) B*t*h I cop, a coupe, and I ride, around, (Gang) When I drop, and shoot, my sh*t don't make a sound, (Gang) If you pull up, I'mma put you on the ground, (Aye) Try to test me and my clique, we pull up and we hound, (Aye) Got a choppa, and it f**k you like a b*t*h Now I got your b*t*h, and she suckin' on my d**k Countin' up my bands, I'm so motherf**kin' rich I got bored, so I'mma tote another f**kin' stick Gunshot, make you rot, you a little hoe You ain't bustin', no Glock, what you f**kin' know? Ain't no pu**y scare me, I f**k up my foes Now I copped a whip, and I'm ridin' with my woes Sentarion the air fish, who you f**kin' testin' I don't f**kin' care b*t*h, if you really stressin' We both know damn well, that I ain't the one you pressin' And if I f**kin' am, then I keep a Smith & Weston They used to call me Thumbtack, now they call me Ceasar Pull up on my block, choppa bite you like a tweezer Glacier on my neck, b*t*h I'm lookin' like a freezer Test me little pu**y, choppa eat you like a caesar... Salad! Haha
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