lirik lagu aasim – we ride
[intro: aasim & al pacino from carlito’s way]
i’m reloaded, okay? (uh)
come on in here, motherf~ckers! (yeah)
come on, i’m waitin’ for ya! (yeah)
what, you ain’t comin’ in? (yeah, let’s go)
okay, i’m comin’ out! (yeah, let’s go)
oh, you up against me now, motherf~ckers! i’m gonna blow your f~ckin’ brains out!
[pre~chorus: dawn richard]
you don’t have to look up in the sky to tell you what it’s like
i’m f~ckin’ with you ’cause you got a really nice car
‘gatti all black, m’s smokin’ on cigars
middle up ’cause we don’t give a f~ck
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
[chorus: dawn richard]
we like bonnie and clyde
we ain’t never gon’ die
bad boy, b~tches, we ride
we like bonnie and clyde
we ain’t never gon’ die
bad boy, b~tches, we ride
bad boy, b~tches, we ride
me on, aasim, talk to ’em
[verse 1: aasim]
uh, she say, “aasim, you don’t ever make it rain”
yet she tryna pull my card like a ace of spade
and we ride it’s like we on ice, escapades
racin’ down the palla saints in twin escalades
she said he had game, but his type pathetic
i sweet talk the baddest chicks ’til they dine to bedded
the nychon i got her sippy in a s~x pistol
she like it kinky, rep it real, she keep her wet whistles
we out in vegas blowin’ paper, watch the bets triple
have wet w~ll~~s, doin’ carper arms and wet nipples
[pre~chorus: dawn richard]
you don’t have to look up in the sky to tell you what it’s like
i’m f~ckin’ with you ’cause you got a really nice car
‘gatti all black, m’s smokin’ on cigars
middle up ’cause we don’t give a f~ck
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
i got the bag, you got the smoke (this is a stick up)
[chorus: dawn richard]
we like bonnie and clyde
we ain’t never gon’ die
bad boy, b~tches, we ride
we like bonnie and clyde
we ain’t never gon’ die
bad boy, b~tches, we ride
bad boy, b~tches, we ride
me on, aasim, talk to ’em
[verse 2: aasim]
uh, look at me closely i stay fed
my kicks coke white ones call ’em baseheads
i married money, kev’ and britney, call me k~fed
stickin’ hun’eds in the mattress of my daybed
bonnie and clyde’n like we hidin’ from the law
the bleachers so far above it we never touchin’ the floor
i saw a shootin’ star made a wish for it all
i guess it came true ’cause man, i’m havin’ a ball
heineken on my breath, what’s the next lesson?
if i’m aasim the answer, what’s the next question?
i’m a fly mothersucker, i don’t need a dressin’
and my b~tch got a bunch of j.lo remy dresses
[outro: dawn richard]
this is a stick up
this is a stick up
this is a stick up
this is a stick up
this is a stick up
ain’t no stoppin’ us
we gon’ be here, oh, oh, oh, oh
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
the baddest in new york
Lirik lagu lainnya:
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- lirik lagu lasse stefanz – äppelblom, hägg och syrén
- lirik lagu lasse stefanz – jump
- lirik lagu qrunitup – dfa
- lirik lagu iillljj – ron ron roneo
- lirik lagu violent chapter – wolf without a pack
- lirik lagu leil – yalla
- lirik lagu stevie bizarre – witness
- lirik lagu tín khang – vẫn yêu em
- lirik lagu l0lly – ai meu deus