Birdman - Ride Dat (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Birdman - Ride Dat (en) Lyrics
Stunna
Nino
Rich gang
It's official, the whistle blowin',
the liquor pourin'
We had our issues and differences
we were sick of warring
City nigga you think I been
out of chicken form?
Plenty bitches but really
never committed to 'em
Anything my lil' pretty things want,
I get it for 'em (what you want?)
These niggas tricky, these bitches
ain't got no feelings for 'em
You hear the crickets and birds
chirping, that's paradise
Penthouse we don't reserve,
we dine in candlelight
Don't like that lying shit, I'm
the one they confide wit'
Victoria's secret, a secret
garden, quit hiding shit
(quit hiding shit)
I provide shit, have you in all
that fly shit (fly shit)
So much shit, you done run out of
room in your closet (closet)
You want that nicki, that mary j, that
mariah shit (what you want?)
That halle berry, that
angelina, sanaa shit
Desire shit, ain't no side niggas
or side chicks (us)
They on that my shit, we
on that you and I shit
Now ride it, ride it, ride,
ride that dick ho
Ride it, ride it, ride,
ride that, ride that
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride
that dick ho (rich)
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick
ho (out the pound wit' it)
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride
that (we up top in seattle)
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that
dick ho (just like that)
Ride it, ride it, ride,
ride that dick
Stuntin' all with the power,
got the chopper in hand
Filthy bitches 'bout the money,
alexander the fan
Big paper, one side, kept
me one in the hand
Real niggas know the rule, we'll
kill for them bands
Heads on, on claiborne, hit
'em and we move on
That's the way we did it, nigga,
spread then we get gone
Lil' mama know we did it but she
lived and she stay strong
A hunnid keys, so we flip
it and we move on
Back in the three and we
did it in and laced on
Lil' nigga may give his
life for
Bills with the caddies nigga,
get in my way homie
Back 'bout the money so
we had to spray homie
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride
that, ride that (yeah)
Ride it, ride it, ride,
ride that dick ho
Ride this dick,
don't fall baby
Y'ain't sippin' lean like
paul wall baby
Y'ain't earn the pussy,
better be bald headed
Fat like star jones baby, got
a nigga stargazing, oh baby
After that, prrp, hello, click, don't
call a nigga back to back
Yeah, ride that shit, you
done gone brazy, damn
I put mula, mula, mula
over mami chula
'Cause all these thots
will kill ya
She keep me comin' through, lil' pussy
smell just like petunias
She got that hallelujah
Ride me like tchoupitoulas
And she gon' ride it, ride
it, ride, ride that dick
ho (don't fall baby)
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that,
ride that (rich gang)
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that,
ride that (real uptown shit)
Rich gang, our lifestyle
Ride this dick,
don't walk baby
Ride that shit, you done
gone brazy
Yeah, ride this dick,
don't fall baby
Yeah, ride that shit,
you done gone brazy
Pussy better be
bald-headed
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