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Ridin around with choppers on the Dash And the Beamer ain't got no brakes We gonna crash Push the gas Niggas know that they ain't really About this cash Might not be first but we ain't last Push the gas Ridin around with choppers on the Dash And the Beamer ain't got no brakes We gonna crash Push the gas Niggas know that they ain't really About this cash Might not be first but we ain't last Push the gas Uh Pedal to the medal on a whole other Level I like me a bad bitch cause good ones I never settle for Yeah that's just my metaphor but I Could Really bag them both I take you out and spread you down Like Butter on my toast I be doing the most Girl I'll fly you coast to coast And I'll drip your ass in Gucci even Though You're used to coach I like Prada girl that's not a girl But I look good in both You a dolce and Gabana girl Then baby say no more Uh I bought a new whip best believe It's a push start like uh I got a new bitch with thick thighs And a good heart like uh I got the dark tints yeah I got a sicko whip yeah Bout to go sicko mode doing Donuts all in the six Ridin around with choppers on the Dash And the Beamer ain't got no brakes We gonna crash Push the gas Niggas know that they ain't really About this cash Might not be first but we ain't last Push the gas Ridin around with choppers on the Dash And the Beamer ain't got no brakes We gonna crash Push the gas Niggas know that they ain't really About this cash Might not be first but we ain't last Push the gas Push the Push the gas through the dash Thought I forgot about you Boy I'm on your ass See our money it won't last We movin fast flick the lights Secure the bag boy I'm Overthinkin That's in the past All your goals nigga I surpass See this life I'm livin lav Cruisin through the city with 160 on The dash Loudmouf really bout to smash Ridin around with choppers on the Dash And the Beamer ain't got no brakes We gonna crash Push the gas Niggas know that they ain't really About this cash Might not be first but we ain't last Push the gas Ridin around with choppers on the Dash And the Beamer ain't got no brakes We gonna crash Push the gas Niggas know that they ain't really About this cash Might not be first but we ain't last Push the gas
Writer(s): Edwin Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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