Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ripped Jeans, artist - Dice SoHo. Album song You Could Have, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Asylum Worldwide
Song language: English
Ripped Jeans |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |
I got cheddar now, can do whatever now |
Told all of my niggas we rich forever-ever now |
I say we rich forever-ever now |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |
I got cheddar now, can do whatever now |
Told all of my niggas we rich forever-ever now |
I say we rich forever-ever now |
Yeah hop in the AMG just start the engine |
Don’t give a damn about a thing because we winning |
They was sleeping on the boy in the beginning |
But now the DJs keep the boy’s songs spinning |
Now she spinning on that pole |
They looking at us cause we spending all this dough |
Cameras flashing soon as I walk through the door |
No one can talk, no one can take no pictures |
Rolling up a swisher I think I can feel the liquor now |
I can feel it, I can feel it |
She dancing on me, spinning on me, know she feel it |
You see that double cup right there? |
Please don’t spill it |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |
I got cheddar now, can do whatever now |
Told all of my niggas we rich forever-ever now |
I say we rich forever-ever now |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |
I got cheddar now, can do whatever now |
Told all of my niggas we rich forever-ever now |
I say we rich forever-ever now |
Now it’s Goyard on the belt |
Goyard on my slippers make your shorty melt |
She eating that dick up like it’s good for her health |
I know she fucking with me cause I got some wealth |
The kid finally hot, I’m tryna give these niggas hell |
But my wrist cold steel |
New ice alert, now my neck on chill |
Pops ain’t bitching no more, he know that I’m gon' kill |
Foreign hoes call me, running up my phone bill |
My gang is smelling like a pound of OG |
New mink coat on me feeling hella cozy |
Back in high school that bitch act like she ain’t know me |
Now them diamonds in my Rollie told that ho to blow me |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |
I got cheddar now, can do whatever now |
Told all of my niggas we rich forever-ever now |
I say we rich forever-ever now |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |
I got cheddar now, can do whatever now |
Told all of my niggas we rich forever-ever now |
I say we rich forever-ever now |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |
I got cheddar now, can do whatever now |
Riding 'round the city in my ripped jeans |