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Lil Durk - Rider Chick (Feat. DeJ Loaf) [They Forgot]
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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
DeJ Loaf
DeJ Loaf
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Anthony Beecham
Anthony Beecham
Songwriter
Deja Trimble
Deja Trimble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Wond3r
Kid Wond3r
Producer

Letras

She gon' be 100, hold a motherfucker down You how that shit go, street nigga Know what I'm sayin'? She my rider chick, she on the block with these savages She on point like a guard but she ain't havin it We don't go back and forth about private shit And she be on my block with all the packs and shit I got a street bitch I teach her all I know, she a street bitch She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch See her friend and shit, I kick her 'round like Pam and shit And I can't stand that bitch, she tweakin' off them Xans and shit And I'm the man and shit, a hunnid like them cancers sticks Street nigga, but I be on some romantic shit She on snap wit it, I'm from the back wit it She don't like these rappers, but she be into these trap niggas Tell me who be all behind my back wit it In her DM and I'll pop with him These niggas hoes, I'll slap niggas Bought my bitch a Birkin cause she worth it Told her I be cheap, cause ain't nobody perfect She held me down when I was locked up She was with me in the kitchen when that (?) locked up She crazy, she a pop up She my rider chick, she on the block with these savages She on point like a guard but she ain't havin it We don't go back and forth about private shit And she be on my block with all the packs and shit I got a street bitch I teach her all I know, she a street bitch She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch I done learned the whole game, he done taught me everything Do more, talk less, never say no names Beat his case like OJ, got him out his old ways Whippin' work in the kitchen, call that gourmet Playin' with the pussy pistols, call that foreplay Fuck him after long days, never leave him horny Every time he call me, pick up right away Why the Bentley in the driveway always gettin' my way Bitches be tryin' it, I'm his homie, lover, friend You can't deny it baby, we thuggin' till the end Married to the streets, money in the rubber band Ain't nothin' like the D, I be tuggin' on his pants She my rider chick, she on the block with these savages She on point like a guard but she ain't havin it We don't go back and forth about private shit And she be on my block with all the packs and shit I got a street bitch I teach her all I know, she a street bitch She hidin' all my dough, she a street bitch She gon' go when I say go, she a street bitch
Writer(s): Deja Monet Trimble, Durk Banks, Alkhaaliq Omar Lawrence Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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