Ridin’ With Ya Bae Lyrics SpotEmGottem
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*** on my ***, she gon’ eat it anyway
I just might pull up in the Maybach or the Wraith
I just might cruise in the ***’ i8
All with your boo, uh, ridin’ with your bae, uh
She a bad ***, see, I can tell from her ways
Thick in the thighs, cute in the face
That’s how them baby Dracs spray
Steady lurkin’, huggin’ the third, tryna paint a *** face
We them glizzy boys, shoot neck up, we don’t shoot below the waist
My tee shot got hangtime, let off nine to your face
Diana Ross, just hit a melody, an earthquake
White flag bangin’-ass ***, I sleep with my MAC, ***
All these *** ***’, you just the one that hit last, ***
John Wick with my stick, I get to trippin’, I done bat niggas
A head buster, he ain’t learn from the last incident
I’m in the field with my whoadie, he gon’ bust a *** ***
They criticize me, talk about me, ***, get off a *** ***
I’m Chris Bosh with the angle, layup, swish
Told him when I see him, he gon’ pay for it
‘Cause them boys don’t run, we step on ***
Ayy, white truck, ayy, pick ’em up
Ayy, what that is, ***? That’s the pick-up truck
Yeah, I get groovy, ayy, ayy
When I got the Drac’ on me
Ridin’ with a poolstick (Fill a *** up, boy)
I’ma shoot the *** until this here on E
***, don’t ask me what I got on, this that spliff
Niggas, they been bitin’ my style, niggas, they been been takin’ tips
Got your *** takin’ trips, might blow a bag at Saks Fifth
She keep tellin’ me she ain’t average, ***, get out, wait on your Lyft
***, I’m the rawest of ’em all, I’m the doggest of ’em all
Got sticks that make ’em fall, we gon’ put ’em on y’all
*** on my ***, she gon’ eat it anyway
I just might pull up in the Maybach or the Wraith
I just might cruise in the ***’ i8
All with your boo, uh, ridin’ with your bae, uh
She a bad ***, see, I can tell from her ways
Thick in the thighs, cute in the face
That’s how them baby Dracs spray
Steady lurkin’, huggin’ the third, tryna paint a *** face