Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ridin' Roun Town, artist - Casey Veggies. Album song Sleeping in Class, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.09.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: PNCINTL
Song language: English
Ridin' Roun Town |
Swag, swag, swag, what’s really wavy, man? |
It’s Josh Peas, ain’t shit funny |
I’m here with my young boy Casey Veggies |
Been shittin' on you niggas since '06, they know, they know |
And I just want y’all to, close your eyes, take a deep breath |
And appreciate this real nigga shit, Peas and Carrots, Carrots and Veggies |
Wave, swag, chop! |
Ridin' roun' town, mo' change, mo' steelo |
New girl with me, but I keep it on the d’lo |
All these things goin' down, what you think she with me for? |
Look like she from Rio, sweeter than Tampico |
Youngin' on my fly shit, fresher than a peacoat |
Grew up nice, so when I sit back and write |
I touch my life and every single thing I think of at night |
Mind was in the dark, had to reach and switch on the lights |
Diggin' deeper, tryna figure whats right |
Shit be cuttin' like knifes, but I just try to numb it with life |
I’m, ridin' roun town, mo' change, mo' steelo |
New girl with me, but I keep it on the d’lo |
It’s a lot of things goin' down, what you think she with me for? |
Spread out bigger, got my people on the East Coast |
Cook it up, for the bucks, what you tryna be for? |
Model for the kids, man, that’s why I keep my sneaks low |
I’m a cocky young nigga, but I know when to cut it out |
Your girl amused by me, when she talk, she got stutter-mouth |
Ridin' roun town, mo' change, mo' steelo |
Never been to NY, but I’m 'bout to pay the fee though |
Then hit ATL, rockin' sales far as we know |
Press play grind, no TiVo, that’s the G code |
Kickin' with friends will get yo ass no ends |
And she gone regret I pass, when I pull up in a Benz |
I’m just wiping off my lens, I don’t see these niggas |
Made a promise to myself, «I won’t be these niggas.» |
Girl, you don’t know if I hit it! |
You ain’t seen me wit her! |
Young boy, so cold, I’ll let you see me get her |
These girls see me on MTV, nigga |
She throw it at me, went ahead and caught the TD with her |
It’s all about what you earn not what the feebies get ya |
Don’t say LA, without CV in it, feel it? |
Ahh man, we ridin' roun' town, top down |
Dreamin' big, nigga, Peas and Carrots |
Four doors, girls goin' loco |
Over Four Loko, we was poppin' that night |
Shoutout my nigga KY, she was droppin' that right |
Me and the homies be shaded up, with yo girl out of sight |
Made a right on Hill St., comin' off La Cieniga |
My girl ridin' with me, like she my manager |
Like she got plans for us, but I just got plans to bust |
Niggas think I’m runnin' out, but I stay gassed up |
Blew my shit up, from the ground like NASA |
This for everybody roun' town with they cash up |
This for all the girls, and bitches, Louis-bagged up |
Pray it all go down, happily ever after |