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Hahahaha, hahahaha Ridin' shotgun, till the sun goes down Going nowhere, driving around town Tires rollin', going round and round Music blasting, how I love the sound Cruisin', chillin', whistling at women Pop the horn twice to see if they want to get in If not, its cool, but its better if they do I can be your number 1, but I'm the shit like number 2 Pedal to the medal is the way we gonna' kick it Hit the highway do a hundred above the limit Speeding, feeling like my problems leaving Hoping that the cops don't pull us over this evening Pick up the rest of the Klik is there's space left Probably reach the beach, there ain't much of the day left Cause the sun's going down and I'm riding shotgun Living downtown Toronto why I love the hot sun Ridin' shotgun, till the sun goes down Going nowhere, driving around town Tires rollin', going round and round Music blasting, how I love the sound Bass banging, face hanging out the window Smoke from the tailpipe, smoke from the indo Wind blowing thru my hair, hair just braided Feeling like we made, and feeling so amazing Always on the grind feeling like a vacation We are going nowhere with no location Drop the top, or open the sunroof Coming from the ghetto, the ghetto ain't gun-proof Looking cool in a Caddy, relax in a Rolls Royce Can a nigga dream with a team of his homeboys Anyways, I do not know what to call it But I got a kind of swag with a bounce like hydraulics (Hydraulics) Hydraulics (Hydraulics) hydraulics (Hydraulics) Hydraulics (Hydraulics) hydraulics (Hydraulics) Hydraulics (Hydraulics) hydraulics (Hydraulics) Hydraulics (Hydraulics) hydraulics (Hydraulics) Ridin' shotgun, till the sun goes down Going nowhere, driving around town Tires rollin', going round and round Music blasting, how I love the sound Whenever I'm Cruisin', wherever I'm cruising to I'm cruising with the crew doing whatever we want to' do If I'm not with my baby boo, rolling and strolling the avenue Wasting gas, going fast, blowing cash and passing thru Riding shotgun, with a shotgun ready to blast off I call my whip the spaceship cause its always ready to blast off Drinking while I'm driving cause last called before I got smashed And a girl could cause an accident distracting if she got ass Its Trinity in the vicinity, sippin' on Hennessey Ridin' on 23's, ridin' on enemies, if it be jealousy They probably envy me, fuck what they telling me Say that they killing me, got to be kidding me Drama they did to me, karma will kill it because I came a long way from taking the bus I'm from the North-East-West-South-side Riding shotgun till I see the moonlight Rollin' riding with winners so we never loosing And you better know that I'm forever cruising, that's what I'm forever doing Ridin' shotgun, till the sun goes down Going nowhere, driving around town Tires rollin', going round and round Music blasting, how I love the sound
Writer(s): Daniel Ramdeo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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