Testo Just Riden' - Saafir
Testo della canzone Just Riden' (Saafir), tratta dall'album Boxcar Sessions
Bored, bored in my house
It's time for me to hit the streets and find me a freak
Without her bra... under (a blouse mane)
It's over, straight through, finished
Hey, you look like that nigga that played in Menace
That's me, but I'm not
Celebrity stricken, they be choosen
Figuring I must be oozin with that bubbling dough
They be saying, "Oh he look right, plus his flow sound tight
I don't know what he be talkin about but it makes me upset
And at the same time it kinda makes me wet"
The game in the rhyme tell me that he's a vet
It also tells me to get met
Girl it pays, but she don't know I'll molest her days
Like sun rays, don't play me
Bob your head to this Richard
Ride to my shit, baby
Remove your hands from your drawers
No digging in designated areas
It'll make me think you're itching for a bitch
And causing me to holler obscenities
They be dissing me, these, swingers
Dig in they ass, turn around and then smell they fingers
I caught one, no bullshit, no joke
That's why I had to stop hittin endo smoke
Cause I be flashin on these hoes
The type of shit I see on summer days makes me write
But I never bite, when I be ridin
Just ride mane, just ride
Just ride mane, just ride
Just ride mane, just ride
Just ride mane, just ride
Who ride with my folks? Jay -Z is crazy
Straight soldiers in this shit
To leave your side, you couldn't pay me
We be clowning, but won't get caught slippin and slidin
Slouchy in the afterlife, talking like "they got me"
Damn, I don't wanna die so I ride with my partner
One eye, one guy always be at me at the light
Hollerin, "Hey bro, I'll make your windows tight"
Faulty's what he be on that squeegee
See I be seeing streaks and shit
"Get the fuck away from my car
I ain't got no money" but I'm lying
He smiled at me then winked and flashed me his diamond
I smobbed out the lot, hit the corner and peeped him on a plot
I watched the nigga get got, then around the corner he came
Took off the wig and gave me the game
The same sentiment came from his intent
But it's irrelevant, cause game recognize game
I'm intelligent, so save it
Up and out, burnt rubber on the pavement
The type of shit I see on summer days makes me write
But I never bite, when I be ridin
Just ride mane, just ride
Just ride mane, just ride
Just ride mane, just ride
Just ride mane, just ride
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Hitting every block, hitting every block
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
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Writer(s): Reginald Gibson, Jeremy Jackson
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