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Nappy Roots - My Ride Lyrics

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  • SKINNY DEVILLE]
  • feelin easy like its sunday morning steak and eggs
  • hey livin off some big rims lookin like some blades
  • play her like a pimp type a nigga aint me
  • with the tint the 35 percent so ya cant see
  • fish scales shotgun pass the "L" to big V
  • flip flop candy lookin so wet it drip drop (shiiiine)
  • from the tip top chrome double duce
  • make a ***** stop jaw drop ballin off this hip hop
  • on a budget back and forth from kentucky
  • we them type of niggas that crack corn in a bucket
  • a hundred and ninety spoke god damn
  • look but dont touch it we commin down I-65
  • nappy and company (vertical grills) on the cadilac we so real
  • skinny deville return like a bat out of hell
  • hell dont ya think nappy roots comin as well
  • Big V, B. Stille, Prophet, Clutch, and Fish Scales yeaahh
  • [CHORUS]
  • My ride be sittin on dem hundred spokes (hundred spokes)
  • my candy paint straight from the honeycomb (honeycomb)
  • wood grain interior leather and chrome (leather and chrome)
  • everybody ride out its on its on (its on its on)
  • [FISH SCALES]
  • ay yo thats my cab jumped out leavin a tab
  • hold on man we'll discuss that later
  • B. jumped out like (***** that hater)
  • fell in the aspen rotten like martin
  • two white dudes one looked like matt harprin
  • later on he's eatin and ball in cleavland
  • and I jumped out like ***** your season
  • van dam woke up in the grand am
  • real hot no air for the car jam
  • twenty inches ride both on probes
  • look nice chevrolet on pipes
  • keep chevy tint that twinkle so bright
  • B.O.B im'a ball on budget
  • pumped out two thou on the 89 cutlass (biiitch)
  • nah you cant ride im selfish
  • aint too many ho's wanna touch this velvet
  • [CHORUS]
  • [B. STILLE.]
  • hop in with me we bout to leave
  • you gotta pop it I drope a dollar in ya pocket
  • gas up the crotch rocket pass up the cops blocked it
  • (hey B. Stille can I role with you and Prophet)
  • extra clean you cant tell me nean
  • drop the top showin off for the summa
  • the cadilac stretch on dem bow legged stillets
  • where the candy paint sets like a wet cigarette
  • bubble coat primers chrome spiders inside us
  • big enough for my team and a couple of trainers
  • but it hold no minors thats major
  • wood grain and ya get deep beaters big features
  • feel boom from the beats in my big speakers
  • its on in my seats and my signature
  • dont throw dirt on my name no shirt as I lean
  • out the window pane you hear the country boy sang
  • [CHORUS

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