UglyFace - Ridin Slow
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Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
She like when i drive like to ride
She can suck me off
On the 80 goin crazy
Life can’t phase me on the way to the rich
Set to stab i was slaying a bitch
Got no mask, i can catch
Nigga ain’t saying shit
Back in this day i play the gaye loud
I had the sa ra had bilal
Shorty tossing my child
Plus what made it to the towel
Wild way and days i can't explain
She was never ashamed
Can’t cook, she was smart
She could fuck and sit pretty
Love bled made a home by the city
Ten goin in, always flick
Hit the haze a bit
Askin who my favorite
My other chicks experience
If it meant shit trying to get into my head shit
Things that she never wanna know
Hate to see you losing yo glow
Yeah i get it you gotta go
Took many chances dammit
But i can’t waste this handsome
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
I say my old chick pretty
Got arrested cuz she driven
Through the city party overtime wit it
That’s a pity, petty exes, got many
Paid a fifty, nine months make a mini
And that’s plenty
But don’t want no broke bitch in my ride
And i, i can’t have you broken, by my side
I don’t need that extra in my life
Don’t play with me
My sea run deep
Gotta spend all this bread, huh?
Caught up, mid hobby inside a lobby
After hours i couldn’t cower
Or wash off embarrassment
I’m careless since then
I don’t know what that mean to you
But to me, that mean i’m me
If i’m mean, i’m doin my thing
Don’t hear pings, don’t gift rings all along
Don’t hear pings don’t gift rings all along
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said the flow game crazy
Like the dope game back in 88
Pushing irocs and mustangs
Gold rope chain hanging from shoulders
To my scrotum
Love the way i talk slang that southern culture
These pimp canes and dobbs hats
With feathers in the winds
I learned from the best
I ride with my speakers bumpin three six
I had a few chicks that didn’t pan out
Got a new one ex cut her off
Cuz she fucked a homie that i thought
Had my back playing loyal
Fronting like he had my best interest
All the while plotting hitting my bitches
Hit the switches on the friendship
Black ice hanging on the mirror
As i’m looking back
Amazed how i handled that jam
More mature now i'm back with the fam
Since the sandbox
Greens and ham hock
Trips the bart just to see you
Before i told you drop the t-tops
Rolled the dro in the optimo
And blaze from the spark
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
She like when i drive like to ride
She can suck me off
On the 80 goin crazy
Life can’t phase me on the way to the rich
Set to stab i was slaying a bitch
Got no mask, i can catch
Nigga ain’t saying shit
Back in this day i play the gaye loud
I had the sa ra had bilal
Shorty tossing my child
Plus what made it to the towel
Wild way and days i can't explain
She was never ashamed
Can’t cook, she was smart
She could fuck and sit pretty
Love bled made a home by the city
Ten goin in, always flick
Hit the haze a bit
Askin who my favorite
My other chicks experience
If it meant shit trying to get into my head shit
Things that she never wanna know
Hate to see you losing yo glow
Yeah i get it you gotta go
Took many chances dammit
But i can’t waste this handsome
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
I say my old chick pretty
Got arrested cuz she driven
Through the city party overtime wit it
That’s a pity, petty exes, got many
Paid a fifty, nine months make a mini
And that’s plenty
But don’t want no broke bitch in my ride
And i, i can’t have you broken, by my side
I don’t need that extra in my life
Don’t play with me
My sea run deep
Gotta spend all this bread, huh?
Caught up, mid hobby inside a lobby
After hours i couldn’t cower
Or wash off embarrassment
I’m careless since then
I don’t know what that mean to you
But to me, that mean i’m me
If i’m mean, i’m doin my thing
Don’t hear pings, don’t gift rings all along
Don’t hear pings don’t gift rings all along
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said the flow game crazy
Like the dope game back in 88
Pushing irocs and mustangs
Gold rope chain hanging from shoulders
To my scrotum
Love the way i talk slang that southern culture
These pimp canes and dobbs hats
With feathers in the winds
I learned from the best
I ride with my speakers bumpin three six
I had a few chicks that didn’t pan out
Got a new one ex cut her off
Cuz she fucked a homie that i thought
Had my back playing loyal
Fronting like he had my best interest
All the while plotting hitting my bitches
Hit the switches on the friendship
Black ice hanging on the mirror
As i’m looking back
Amazed how i handled that jam
More mature now i'm back with the fam
Since the sandbox
Greens and ham hock
Trips the bart just to see you
Before i told you drop the t-tops
Rolled the dro in the optimo
And blaze from the spark
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
Said my new bitch pretty
Like my old school chevy
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Riding real slow
Speakers bleeding on the city
Eyes real low
Trigger finger on the blicky
