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Parade Video (MV)




Performed By: TY-DIE
Language: English
Length: 1:56
Written by: Tariq Onar




TY-DIE - Parade Lyrics




Movin' the pack parade
Sippin' on wok, Gatorade
Bitches they fake, charade
Wrist wet, water just like the rain
That bitch got sent out the door, diamonds on me so you know I be cold
That bitch a nasty hoe, diamonds on me so you know I be cold, 40 on me so you know i'ma blow
Stupid bitch I just want the top
See ya later bitch, I'm at the top
Twin Glocks, bitch I'm sendin' them shots
Hollow tip, watch his body gon' flop
Sippin semen, yo bitch is a demon
High treason, gun him down he not leavin'
Ride deep, so you know we bout' skeemin'
Pocket watchin' know these niggas be fiendin'
I'ma rich nigga so I bought a 4 door
I'ma bitch getteh so I might take ya hoe
Benz sit high, big wheels, 24
Smoke big gas, big blunts, slow-mo
Tote big gats, keep tucked, let's blow
2 cars, 10 niggas, let's go
You say that you dating but she at my home
Gettin' dirty she takin' off clothes
I ball hard just like the Lakers
I got some money then started to hate her
Talkin' yo shit, lil boy you a faker
I get the money, green, paper
Body gon' flip, just like a skater
I do not want her lil boy you can take her
Movin' the pack parade
Sippin' on wok, Gatorade
Bitches they fake, charade
Wrist wet, water just like the rain
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Movin' the pack parade
Sippin' on wok, Gatorade
Bitches they fake, charade
Wrist wet, water just like the rain
That bitch got sent out the door, diamonds on me so you know I be cold
That bitch a nasty hoe, diamonds on me so you know I be cold, 40 on me so you know i'ma blow
Stupid bitch I just want the top
See ya later bitch, I'm at the top
Twin Glocks, bitch I'm sendin' them shots
Hollow tip, watch his body gon' flop
Sippin semen, yo bitch is a demon
High treason, gun him down he not leavin'
Ride deep, so you know we bout' skeemin'
Pocket watchin' know these niggas be fiendin'
I'ma rich nigga so I bought a 4 door
I'ma bitch getteh so I might take ya hoe
Benz sit high, big wheels, 24
Smoke big gas, big blunts, slow-mo
Tote big gats, keep tucked, let's blow
2 cars, 10 niggas, let's go
You say that you dating but she at my home
Gettin' dirty she takin' off clothes
I ball hard just like the Lakers
I got some money then started to hate her
Talkin' yo shit, lil boy you a faker
I get the money, green, paper
Body gon' flip, just like a skater
I do not want her lil boy you can take her
Movin' the pack parade
Sippin' on wok, Gatorade
Bitches they fake, charade
Wrist wet, water just like the rain
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Writer: Tariq Onar
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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