Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Riding on Empty, artist - Mel MatrixAlbum song Nocturnal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.10.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Byrds Fly
Song language: English
Riding on Empty |
| Uh, blunt smoke and bad table manners |
| Ina room with gun toaters with some flagent grammar |
| Speedy cars dark tents with a razor scanner |
| The inside is red swaid like the slay from santa |
| Uh, got killers feel with anticipation |
| Say your mind, body and soul on a trip to Satan |
| To conspire, get your time for affiliation |
| You ain’t getting money, time is what you’re really wasting. |
| And they say a great mind is what can heal a nation |
| Do the mathematics, my lifetime’s a real equation |
| Three bitches, one trap, with the roof detached |
| And you niggas so smart now do the route to that |
| And we’re super strapped and we shooting back |
| I got troopers that pack medal like rick rooven black. |
| Say if you can count your money, you ain’t got enough! |
| Seats recliners, pussy minds what 'em bottoms up |
| 'Till the death of us it’s money over bitches |
| Leave the tags on the glass, we styling on these niggas |
| Riding on empty, you niggas riding on empty |
| Riding on empty, you niggers riding on empty |
| When it comes to me! |
| Niggers riding on empty, riding on empty |
| You niggers riding on empty when it comes to me! |
| Die to the R you don’t pose a threat, naw |
| We all hot headed push that braze shit, nine three |
| Stunting on these niggers 'till they sick of me, what |
| And all my waist line is where the blicker be, strapped |
| In the aston four door so we marvin on you niggas like resawar dogs, birdgang |
| Sliding out the club about three or four whores |
| There all getting pretty, all three or four stales, eat me up |
| You know my habits, money, guns and skeezers |
| My lil homie trigger happy nicknamed him squeezer |
| we’re screaming Bs up |
| And with the of a lifer |
| Situation real, knock the baby, out the dipper |
| Say if you can count your money, you ain’t got enough! |
| See what 'em bottoms up |
| 'Till the devils has hi money over bitches |
| Read the tags on the glass, we’re on these niggers |
| Riding on empty, you niggers riding on empty |
| Riding on empty, you niggers riding on empty |
| When it comes to me! |
| Niggers riding on empty, riding on empty |
| You niggers riding on empty when it comes to me! |
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