| I wrote this in jail I’m back though, you heard
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| Couldn’t wait to get back
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| Can’t wait to get back get in my V and pull the fuck off
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| Tried to hold a nigga ransom, money too long you heard
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| Real street nigga talking bout' the real streets
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| All my V’s drop from the foreigns to the Jeep
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| Let the sunshine in thank you lord beep-beep
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| Hot boy Troy heading out to a freak
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| And She pull up, I get the workout without pull ups
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| My son almost 2 I’m getting money for his pull-ups
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| Use the leftovers for a house and Range Rover
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| Bought my baby moms her first one, now that thing over
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| Waiting for this damn case to be the same thing
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| Everyday I think about my homie Bang Bang
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| Lemon pepper wings soon as I get out of jail
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| Gotta buy a new phone cause police kept my cell
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| And my jewelry but a nigga getting all new ice
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| B$B chains, big rings boss up your life
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| Married to the game but still fucking your wife
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| You been hating so her pussy for revenge feels nice
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| Riding in my whip all my paperwork legit
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| I’m official, nigga you officially be riding dick
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| Up in rush hour traffic, I ain’t in a rush though
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| Cause these bitches gotta wait and this dutch burn slow
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| When I was young I always wanted to grow up and get guap
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| Couldn’t make this type of bread as a fireman or cop
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| Too much student loans to become a lawyer or a doc
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| I ain’t into owing, paid for all my kilos on the spot
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| Got a cool lil' chick who smuggle bricks straight pass
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| Real pretty but was skinny till I bought that bitch a ass
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| Can’t nobody say I ain’t give back to the community
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| Gotta look at people strange who say they ain’t feeling me
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| I’m a living legend out the city, y’all stand tall
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| If you from the hood though, know I represent you all
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| I got love for every coast and every nigga tryna make it
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| I got questions for the ones that see us movin and they hated
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| Why you mad huh tell me why you mad motherfucker
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| I’m gonna start acting funny style like im Chris Tucker
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| Up in rush hour traffic I ain’t in a rush though
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| Cause these bitches wait and this dutch burn slow
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| Riding in my whip all my paperwork legit
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| I’m official nigga, you officially be riding dick
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| I went about it the right way humble and you left out
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| I been said you can’t have your hand and your chest out
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| I remember feeling good when my coke was fresh out
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| But when they was calling and I ain’t have no more I was stressed out
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| I put 2 on every 10 that way it stretched out
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| 1200 every 1000 that clears any debt out, damn
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| Impressive as a motherfucker, real hustlers know
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| Put a little ice in that thing, It’ll take you a long way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Riding in My Whip , by - Troy Ave. Song from the album Roland Collins, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп