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letra de imma ride (feat. odee) remix - fluxx

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[odee]
all black coupe with a bad b-tch
ain’t wifey doe
said she can’t have this
know she like me though
cuz i ain’t average
rather sleep alone
than love a hoe
where’s my casket
talkin draft picks
say it’s cuffin season?
well sh-t i rather keep my freedom
don’t need em
just f-ck em tease em freak em
know to please em b4 u leave em
don’t need a f-ckin reason
got her dancin with her demons
change whatever she believe in
whos the devil where’s jesus
what’s a g*nius to a god
seize the region with the squad
thats conceited won’t be flawed
i ain’t speaking like these frauds
think i’m tweaking? cut it off
if imma ride, she gon ride
but she ridin on my d-ck
if i’m hoppin in the whip
then she suckin on my sh-t
only love her for her tricks
too young why commit
lose one i can switch
new gypsies in the crib like that
n-gga bring it back
if imma ride, she gon ride
but she ridin on my d-ck
if i’m hoppin in the whip
then she suckin on my sh-t
only love her for her tricks
too young why commit
now i’m screamin can i live
she been fiendin for the kid
got no more f-cks to give
know to never trust a b-tch
all these lames
ain’t spittin for the fame
just get it like a game
it’s difference how i play
give a d-mn what they say
yea i know the flow insane
goin wit me to the grave
know who wit me when i’m paid
b-tch don’t hit me with no “hey”
i’ll curve you in ya face
you ain’t sh-t but a disgrace
f-ck you mean f-ck you thank
we the leaders in this race
shoutout to finnarage
we a movement no parade
where the mula f-ck the fame
then we laughin to the bank

[hook – young thug]
n-gga playin’ with my whoadie, i’ma ride
she say that that p-ssy wet so i’ma slide
she pull up and f-ck the crew like she connivin’
hey, imma c-m all over her body

[fluxx]
you know i’m on my level when you see me out
eyes red looking like the devil they all speak about, aye
subconsciously lifted
yo b-tch she wants me to hit it
i pay these hoes no mind
smoked all day so i’ll be fine, aye
i’m not tryna be cool
you just try to be you
worry about your own business
if it don’t concern me i don’t want to listen
i don’t need to say sh-t
she only come around me naked
and we both on one
looking in the mirror i swear i saw something
god dam, i’m so in tune wit these spirits
she love to study all my lyrics
f-cking wit her mind i do it all the time
i can’t help it tho
on my sh-t you can’t tell me no
selling hope by selling dope
riding around like f-ck the cops n-gga
it’s all about the money and god n-gga, aye

[hook]

fluxx
i don’t f-ck wit these n-ggas
i don’t f-ck wit these hoes, lord knows
lord knows i’ve had enough of these n-ggas
had enough of these hoes
every day i’m fighting off the reaper
tryna sneak up on me slipping
too resistant
screw the bishop
i go out my way to pick up
sip some liquor then i switch up
on my arnold schwarzenegger
terminating all these muhf-ckas
blazing like a muhf-cka
it’s time to roll up wit my hooligans
f-cking b-tches at the crib all in unison
my flow sick like i caught the flu
in hot pursuit of all the f-cking money in the safe
momma taught me how to pray
pops showed me how to k!ll
god sent me here to shine gotta grind for the deal
recognize who you f-cking wit
bad b-tch i call voluptuous
-ss so fat but i still don’t trust a b-tch

[hook – slowed down]

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