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letra de riding high - daks

[verse 1]
i make it hard to do like i do
my sh-t sitting so clean i make a scene everytime i drive through
sunny day the shine might blind you on a cold cali night high beams when i’m right behind you
sometimes i don’t try to, now it’s a habit i toss every broad i come across and floss automatic
n-ggas look mad when i pass in the classic push b-tton stash just ask your ass can have it
when i’m rollin every moment is magic
but it’s hard for me to beat the streets low key in something so lavish
i’m not the average n-gga hittin the blcok my chrome rims spin on grown men sittin on stocks
i don’t listen to cops my system knocks late night
everything from my paint to my registration type
keep it movin smooth like i’m skatin’ on ice
tell’em stop hatin it’s just another day in the life

[verse 2]
watch me show you how to ball from the east to the west
this here n-gga daks please expect nothing less
since i don’t wanna be just another one of the rest
a lot of players hate me but their ladies love me to death
pull up to the spot fresh washed and waxed
great day for me to floss watch the top drop back
who knew that thery could make enough watts to bump and shake up a block once i turn the bass up a notch
for my g’s who blaze blunts raise up the shocks everyday of the month you couldn’t pay me to stop
i don’t know what it is maybe it’s the rims they jock cause chickens flock on every corner i’ve been
thinkin i’m a stop and let em’ hop in
baby girl you’d better go off at the bus stop watchin em’ spin while i continue to coast
slow motion through the wind just to hit another block and go do it again
[chorus]
i’m ridin high sunroof cracked with the smoke in my eye
yak in my cup and i’m feelin alright
feelin’ like i can fly
ridin’ low, every hoe you know i know
had em in the ‘lac ridin slow crusin down the avenue

[bridge]
now i was sippin, trippin, ain’t tryin to get caught slippin
flossin, dippin, 22 inch rimmin, plenty women (yeah)
can’t keep me off game cause i’m gonna do my thang
you can’t throw salt on me

[verse 3]
if it ain’t the ‘llac truck then my benz coupe glistens, not to mention the black duece with the roof missin
you haer the b-tches call when i crawl through the hood
i ain’t trippin but my fingers itchin’ wishin’ y’all would
i separate the boys from men under the hood
and we can take it to a place to race and make it understood
they hate the way i ball with all this leather and wood
cause i can floss in bad weather dog and still look good

[chorus]
i’m ridin high sunroof cracked with the smoke in my eye
yak in my cup and i’m feelin alright
feelin’ like i can fly
ridin’ low, every hoe you know i know
had em in the ‘lac ridin slow crusin down the avenue
[chorus]
i’m ridin high sunroof cracked with the smoke in my eye
yak in my cup and i’m feelin alright
feelin’ like i can fly
ridin’ low, every hoe you know i know
had em in the ‘lac ridin slow crusin down the avenue

- daks

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