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ED HARDY Video (MV)




Performed By: wavy1k
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Nichaune Jones




wavy1k - ED HARDY Lyrics




Coup got wood grain so we ride wit these choppas
Whole hunnid rounds we ain't doing no boxing
Don't rock designer I can't keep a promise
But I'm a be there if you call me I'm running
My cup look like barnie I'm standing up hardly
I'm sick I done poured up a four
My jeans ed hardy I'm trusting my patna
They changing I'm already knowing
Fuss and we f*ck she keep calling me toxic
Been praying got all the way here off of walking
These beats I'm da hardest
We drafting I feel I'm da number one option
We stacking still like to spend it and pop it
Football play I went thigh pad my pocket
None like rest it so I get why they watching
Hate funerals we never spoke on no body
Hate funerals we never spoke on no body

Vette two tone
I be chasing this check till the morning
My route to rodeo
Yeah he came in poor and he left richard millie
If you got my back don't do me like I'm ricky
Big dawg I'm a pull up no semi
My brudda bloody he boolin back wishin
That we beat da sentence and we keep da riches
And we keep these riches goin
Take it all it back now
Can't put this drink down ion wanna
Way too impatient I won't wait fa nothing
No derrick henry I gotta stop rushing
I don't wanna kick it wit nigga I ain't punting
They pass me the ball in this bih now I'm dunking
If I get a hold of them racks then I'm thumbing
Won't settle for less I'm good
Said you hold me down I misunderstood
All the way from da bottom knew niggas wouldn't
Even take care they kid but put on for they hood
I lost so many patnas I think I need waze
I still talk to God on my knees when I pray
Only thing I can promise we ain't promised no days
So I gotta run this shi up right everyday
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Coup got wood grain so we ride wit these choppas
Whole hunnid rounds we ain't doing no boxing
Don't rock designer I can't keep a promise
But I'm a be there if you call me I'm running
My cup look like barnie I'm standing up hardly
I'm sick I done poured up a four
My jeans ed hardy I'm trusting my patna
They changing I'm already knowing
Fuss and we f*ck she keep calling me toxic
Been praying got all the way here off of walking
These beats I'm da hardest
We drafting I feel I'm da number one option
We stacking still like to spend it and pop it
Football play I went thigh pad my pocket
None like rest it so I get why they watching
Hate funerals we never spoke on no body
Hate funerals we never spoke on no body

Vette two tone
I be chasing this check till the morning
My route to rodeo
Yeah he came in poor and he left richard millie
If you got my back don't do me like I'm ricky
Big dawg I'm a pull up no semi
My brudda bloody he boolin back wishin
That we beat da sentence and we keep da riches
And we keep these riches goin
Take it all it back now
Can't put this drink down ion wanna
Way too impatient I won't wait fa nothing
No derrick henry I gotta stop rushing
I don't wanna kick it wit nigga I ain't punting
They pass me the ball in this bih now I'm dunking
If I get a hold of them racks then I'm thumbing
Won't settle for less I'm good
Said you hold me down I misunderstood
All the way from da bottom knew niggas wouldn't
Even take care they kid but put on for they hood
I lost so many patnas I think I need waze
I still talk to God on my knees when I pray
Only thing I can promise we ain't promised no days
So I gotta run this shi up right everyday
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Writer: Nichaune Jones
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