| Last night I didn’t come home my bitch probably think I was cheating
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| She don’t even know, I was sleepin' on the low
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| Ain’t got time for no hoes, I been on some other shit
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| Tryna get my mother rich, tryna get my brothers rich
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| They tryna ride my wave, I had to switch it up
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| They tryna ride in my lane, I had to buck a left
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| I had to cut off my feet to save myself
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| Stayed down and went and raised my wealth
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| We was waitin' on the mailman, we had to track it, he had the pack it
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| Soon as we get it the pack in, 30 minutes later racks in
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| Thousand dollar belt for my pants
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| Ridin' round beating I’m the man
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| I can get them bags on demand
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| Count this money fast with my hands
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| Shooters they gon' shoot on my command
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| Got these bands dawg
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| Hope out and go get it forreal, I went and got it forreal
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| They tryna tell me to chill, this just the way that I live
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| I be on syrup forreal, I just keep buyin' these seals
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| I know I’m never gon' squeal, give a damn how they feel
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| Baby Jace, sitting next to me on the roads to riches
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| Lil Dee, sittin' next to me on the road to riches
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| DT ridin' shotgun on the road to riches
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| They tryna ride my wave, they tryna ride my wave
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| Last night I didn’t come my bitch probably think I was cheating
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| She don’t even know, I was sleepin' on the low
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| Ain’t got time for no hoes, I been on some other shit
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| Tryna get my mother rich, tryna get my brothers rich
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| I just got a call from my dawg he just came home
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| Told me that he got out on his dick so I’ma put him on
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| Couple niggas talkin' foul, they all seem to sang songs
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| Get a nigga left on the yard for a cellphone
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| Yung nigga ready to crash out, I had a thousand pounds at the stash spot
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| And I’ma hold it down for the havenots
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| I still remember times I ain’t have nothing
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| I ain’t no greedy nigga you can have some
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| All of my niggas eatin' go and ask 'em
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| They don’t want no smoke they got asthma
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| Bitch I’m a street nigga I ain’t no rapper
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| They should put on a runway, drippin' like a sundae
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| Make yo bitch see how this dick taste, a million off a mixtape
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| Niggas hate but I just dictate
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| I control the shots
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| Boy I control the block
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| Boy I control that rock
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| You gon' need a way bigger surfboard
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| Got allot of money but I want more
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| Go and get that paper I ain’t have no choice
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| My son gon' be a boss cause he’s my first born
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| Last night I didn’t come my bitch probably think I was cheating
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| She don’t even know, I was sleepin' on the low
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| Ain’t got time for no hoes, I been on some other shit
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| Tryna get my mother rich, tryna get my brothers rich |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ride My Wave , by - Lil Baby. Song from the album Too Hard, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп