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letra de ride - td ceasar

[chorus]
i don’t give a f-ck
ride through your hood in an audi
i wish that your homie would try
you finna get bucked
got fourties and shorties
back at the trap house
i am so f-ckin’ high
lil p-ssy what’s up
i got the strap on my seat
and a bullet proof vest when i ride
you outta luck
i just pulled up in a coupe
and i do got my glock by my side
i don’t give a f-ck
ride through your hood in an audi
i wish that your homie would try
you finna get bucked
got fourties and shorties
back at the trap house
i am so f-ckin’ high
lil p-ssy what’s up
i got the strap on my seat
and a bullet proof vest when i ride
you outta luck
i just pulled up in a coupe
and i do got my glock by my side

[verse]
i don’t give a f-ck if a f-ck p-ssy run to my crib
cuz he really just askin’ for smoke
when i carry a nine by my side
and i’m lettin’ it hit, i got aim
but i don’t need a scope
you think that we playin’
we really be bangin’
i’m up in the cut, and i’m smokin’ on dope
so when a p-ssy run up
i don’t give a f-ck what he say
because all of that sh-t is a joke
i got a glizzy, and i’m gonna let that sh-t hit
because that p-ssy was talkin’ sh-t
i’m fifty for fifty on singles
and p-ssy want smoke
so i run up, and i let it hit
and i’m rollin’ up dope
in the back of the club
with my slime
and inside of my bag is a stick
talk all that sh-t
but you ain’t about to do sh-t
because really, you is just a b-tch

- td ceasar

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