Big K.R.I.T. - Ridin' lyrics

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Big K.R.I.T. - Ridin' lyrics

[Intro:] Young Krizzle back What up Wally? Aye the streets been lookin' for some sh** like this man This an anthem real quick my n***a Mississippi till the day I die shorty 3rd Coast all the way Aye! Y'all connected to that [?] y'all You ain't know you know now n***a Hood Fame What it is shorty how I ride? [Hook:] Ride 24's, suicide doors Hit it to club n***a look at these hoes Look at these hoes, man I got plenty Slam somethin' for em' with the wood grain in it Get your work on, he ain't gotta front Get your work on, he ain't gotta stunt Get your work on, I'm doin' what you want Get your work on, I got it and you don't [Interlude:] Yo! This so sick I gotta turn it up one more time That hood fame you hear shorty Wally motherf**in' Sparks x2 [Intro:] [Hook:] [Verse 1:] Krizzle be the best to do it, ask me and I tell you why Cuz' I'm money poor but I'm still Chevy ridin' high Hot like a jay, smokin' crack sittin' on the moon With a jetpack, superstacks, and no parachute Give em' what they need dog, bonafide whip [?] Somethin' like [?], hit em' with the quick flip We up on some real sh**, talkin' bout' they guacamole Sittin' on some 24's, like they call my [?] Steal here, miss the clip, hit em' hard every time With the flow I age good, send me a little white wine And everybody know me cuz', infiltrate the game swift First year, ozone, really been some cla**ic sh** Really be some flashy sh**, if I go and cop the [?] [?] green and yellow with some John Deere tan Rollin' on these stranded s**a's In the old school colors Turnin' heads up on my block cuz' I'm ridin' the [?] [Hook:] [Verse 2:] Hey I'm a slab ridin' lunatic Doin' what I'm s'posed to do Don't come to close to the ride or the wheels will run right over you They feel me just like [?] I'm doin' what I gotta do Come make sure that I'm [?] to f** with a bad b**h from Malibu I'm steady on my grind, I hustle all the twizime [?] for organize the for n***as thats how to [?] Want to be a king it was all God [?] Chillin' with some top notch hoes, they all [?] Beg for me to make her do it, [?] sick and vicious The Chevy sits on somethin' simply sicker than 26's Aye I'm ridin' [?] with the bezel in my watch Feelin' like a young cuz', hollerin' out cha cha You can see me on top, thats just how I fizeel n***as gettin' salty cuz' there shorty in my grizeel It really ain't a secret please don't signe it for a mizeel That rocket come from Maybach and I have this on a [?] [Hook:]