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Riding Round



Soulja Boy - Riding Round - Текст песни

I'm ridin' through the city
Bad bitch with me
Stacking up a milli
Money to the ceiling
Let me show you how we get it
Everyday I'm living
Lamborgini tinted
You can see who in it


Verse 1: ain't hard to tell I'm winning
I wake up and I get it
Balenciaga my kicks, that's just to be specific
I wake up in the morning
No time for that yawning
I just salute to my army
You know that I stay on it
My girl say she love me
I hit the stage, crowd go wild
Is she in love with me
Or in love with me lifestyle?
Got a bad bitch that drive me crazy
Pull up in a new Mercedes
We go shopping, get it poppin'
We go hard, no option
We too hot, I'm too cool
We get it popping in the swimming pool
We hit the club, she stunt and I'm on one, I'm that dude
We too hot, I'm too cool
We get it popping in the swimming pool
We hit the club, she stunt and I'm on one, I'm that dude I'm ridin' through the city
Bad bitch with me
Stacking up a milli
Money to the ceiling
Let me show you how we get it
Everyday I'm living
Lamborgini tinted
You can see
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