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RiderU12 Video (MV)




Performed By: Godsent
Language: English
Length: 3:41
Written by: Dimitrius Dudley
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Godsent - RiderU12 Lyrics
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My roadrunner, home runner, been tryna f*ck on both of em
Heartbreak, Lil Riek go f*ck wit a vibe, f*ck a cold summer
Durag, oh he wave in the tide, oh he goin to f*ck sumn
She scared of roller coasters, but wanna ride, Im tryna f*ck her
I give her grade A, like Crimson Tide, I wanna letterman
She get a W she from Wiscon, when she gone let me in
Like Mou lets go take our vibes to Dubai, become a better man
A thousand points, a thousand ways to die, you know he swervin in
I got this new lil jersey on, its white wit a lil burgandy
I barely put it in and now she screaming that you hurtin' me
This ratchet ho got no clothes on, look what she twerkin' in
I been workin on my bag at home, she want the birkin' man
Hey Miss Barbie
Had workouts wit yo son and we ain't miss, yea hardly
My favorite mom, errbody make mistakes Miss Barbie
Im really a Don, ain't nun to debate like Harnum
Need tighter bonds, purple in my drank like Barney
I got my jewelry on I'm flashy den a muf*cka
Im Donatello, man I'm straight up out the gutter gutter
When Im New York feel like Jack, put on my butter butters
Episode 1, of THE POD, shoutout my brother brothers
Ask who are you, she a rider and she ain't go to Rutgers
Like what I do, she f*cked my room up I an even f*ck her
She said achoo, she want me to bless her but God wouldn't even touch her
He keep it Cool, he need a bag from Baggs, give em money
She reek
Yea she bad, but need a bath, her pussy funky
Cain't beat
2 beds in the room and I an got a bunkie
AP
Keep it solid til the end, aint nun funny
Hey D,
Oh thats me, hard to beat, I ride the beat,
Pause
Got Santa wife, throwing it back, all on me
Miss Claus
Sing R&B, wit Double R inside the V
My dawg
Didn't workout like it's NJAC, Imma slide wit Riq
Lets blow the block down
She lost, but she is not found
A boss, is what I am now
The ball, roll out of bounds
A king, in a new town
Lamean, and Mou wazzam
He break the fast at sundown
OG, on top of the mountain
I smile, the bigger they frown
You niggas, Cleveland Brown
Y'all lil niggas, like ant, but Ant bigger than y'all
They say he drew, I need respect like a ACL & all
Look what I showed her JT, I gave her pain, Tylenol
I told em hoopin' what I do, nigga I was born to ball
Nigga I was born to ball
Nigga I was born to ball
Nigga better ask my momma
I was born to ball
Huh, and I ain't never been tall
I had faith Biggie Smalls
Aha, I throw my pain on the wall
Huh, uh, North, South, Nah thats Ife West nigga
Uh, good mouth, nah she give the best nigga
I wouldn't be surprised if Kyle pulled up wit the bullet proof up on his chest nigga
Oh what you test niggas
Shoutout Connecticut nigga
I done seen trick niggas, turn straight to bitch niggas
I done seen bitch niggas, who done got 6 figures
I done seen app store niggas, try to go GET niggas
I done seen niggas showing fake love and go dap a nigga
I done seen niggas who was GP then they turned to S
I done seen crips turn blood, they turned BPS
I done seen niggas turn on homies, f*ck a GPS
I done seen hoes who ass don't move and they ain't got bbl
My granny gangsta, got locked up, and she said f*ck the bail
If you got a issue then speak on it, don't you throw sublim
4 Philly niggas from the bity, I feel like one of them
They say Dj when you get hot, like Double R I'm trim
Wouldn't be song if I an mention Tim
Nic in the field, he shoot above the rim
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English

My roadrunner, home runner, been tryna f*ck on both of em
Heartbreak, Lil Riek go f*ck wit a vibe, f*ck a cold summer
Durag, oh he wave in the tide, oh he goin to f*ck sumn
She scared of roller coasters, but wanna ride, Im tryna f*ck her
I give her grade A, like Crimson Tide, I wanna letterman
She get a W she from Wiscon, when she gone let me in
Like Mou lets go take our vibes to Dubai, become a better man
A thousand points, a thousand ways to die, you know he swervin in
I got this new lil jersey on, its white wit a lil burgandy
I barely put it in and now she screaming that you hurtin' me
This ratchet ho got no clothes on, look what she twerkin' in
I been workin on my bag at home, she want the birkin' man
Hey Miss Barbie
Had workouts wit yo son and we ain't miss, yea hardly
My favorite mom, errbody make mistakes Miss Barbie
Im really a Don, ain't nun to debate like Harnum
Need tighter bonds, purple in my drank like Barney
I got my jewelry on I'm flashy den a muf*cka
Im Donatello, man I'm straight up out the gutter gutter
When Im New York feel like Jack, put on my butter butters
Episode 1, of THE POD, shoutout my brother brothers
Ask who are you, she a rider and she ain't go to Rutgers
Like what I do, she f*cked my room up I an even f*ck her
She said achoo, she want me to bless her but God wouldn't even touch her
He keep it Cool, he need a bag from Baggs, give em money
She reek
Yea she bad, but need a bath, her pussy funky
Cain't beat
2 beds in the room and I an got a bunkie
AP
Keep it solid til the end, aint nun funny
Hey D,
Oh thats me, hard to beat, I ride the beat,
Pause
Got Santa wife, throwing it back, all on me
Miss Claus
Sing R&B, wit Double R inside the V
My dawg
Didn't workout like it's NJAC, Imma slide wit Riq
Lets blow the block down
She lost, but she is not found
A boss, is what I am now
The ball, roll out of bounds
A king, in a new town
Lamean, and Mou wazzam
He break the fast at sundown
OG, on top of the mountain
I smile, the bigger they frown
You niggas, Cleveland Brown
Y'all lil niggas, like ant, but Ant bigger than y'all
They say he drew, I need respect like a ACL & all
Look what I showed her JT, I gave her pain, Tylenol
I told em hoopin' what I do, nigga I was born to ball
Nigga I was born to ball
Nigga I was born to ball
Nigga better ask my momma
I was born to ball
Huh, and I ain't never been tall
I had faith Biggie Smalls
Aha, I throw my pain on the wall
Huh, uh, North, South, Nah thats Ife West nigga
Uh, good mouth, nah she give the best nigga
I wouldn't be surprised if Kyle pulled up wit the bullet proof up on his chest nigga
Oh what you test niggas
Shoutout Connecticut nigga
I done seen trick niggas, turn straight to bitch niggas
I done seen bitch niggas, who done got 6 figures
I done seen app store niggas, try to go GET niggas
I done seen niggas showing fake love and go dap a nigga
I done seen niggas who was GP then they turned to S
I done seen crips turn blood, they turned BPS
I done seen niggas turn on homies, f*ck a GPS
I done seen hoes who ass don't move and they ain't got bbl
My granny gangsta, got locked up, and she said f*ck the bail
If you got a issue then speak on it, don't you throw sublim
4 Philly niggas from the bity, I feel like one of them
They say Dj when you get hot, like Double R I'm trim
Wouldn't be song if I an mention Tim
Nic in the field, he shoot above the rim
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Writer: Dimitrius Dudley
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