Текст песни Wale - Ridin In That Black Joint

Saints Row 2: K Rhyme FM - OST
Жанр: R'n'B / Hip-Hop / OST
Исполнитель: Wale
Альбом: Saints Row 2: K Rhyme FM - OST
Длительность: 04:01
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Lyrics to Ridin In That Black Joint : It's my name and they know it The home of the go go forever will you focus (WALE) It's my name and they know it (WALE) It's my name and they know it GO [Verse 1:] Ridin in that mean joint, tennis shoes clean They clingin on the G cause that sound so sweet to em If I don't sleep with em I ain't got no need for em Mommy what you speakin for, you ain't tryna leave with us To those neat youngins I ain't gon follow those Hell no, gotta go Word to my prada clothes Pop pill o product in my town, holmes, gotta flow G's call me papa john, knock em like a domino All o those hoes rollers n goin be bottled fo Yeah I got bread you don't think we goin shoppin NOOO If we go shoppin best believe we gon change clothes I'm doin sax fifth leaving them at the rainbow My main focus is I no lie She better not follow me, this is optometry Lean peel lambos that's the only way it's gotta be [? ] I'm sittin on 23s [Chorus:] Ridin with my windows down Errbody see us, and even if they don't they gon feel it through the speakers Know us from the rap 4 3 on the sneakers See us like a G dub A L E we be Ridin in that black joint lookin for some Ridin ridin ridin in that black joint lookin for some Ridin ridin ridin in that black joint lookin for some Ridin ridin ridin in that black joint lookin for some action [Verse 2:] I am the one, yo, she just a bum, yo, Shine 365, hoes, I make the sun blow Green like a lawnmower, cheese like a mousehole Macca yous a mint best believe a nigga mouth froze Now onomatopoeias get them auto more pieces Matter o fact I don't need em I just rock my diesels Speakin on the beats I can beat it till it's bleedin Hes I'll he kickin seaf... let me tell you who I'm is (WALE) Yea, you better act like you know, youngin The flow cold, ho'd up and hit the dos runnin The whole summer they been waitin for a flow youngin, Georgia to florida, I floss till I'm sumthin lovely, I am the up and coming, lovely when I am stuntin, Ain't sold a record yet but money still come in abundance An I ain't frontin nuh uh, an I don't [? ] em nuh uh Street dates like roommates and shinin numbers [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Now to the left whip it [x3] Don't stop with it Now to the right whip it [x3] You got a right, mrs Now to the left whip it [x3] Don't stop with it Now to the right whip it [x3] You got a right mrs GO [Verse 4:] Black G basket big rubber plastic Cash in my pants got the city sin saggin Yea I'm that bad and I'm outta liquid fashion Established, hack em bag o broad from my sad n But nah I'm in that thang, no, nah that's the same joke European tag man I'm speakin of the rainbow Easy through the rangs ya'll lames can't shake through my name Wale, see ya later nigga tell it to me
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