Devin The Dude - Just Ridin' By lyrics

Door slowly opens, in walks Mr copeland
Coughin' and he’s chokin'
'cause he’s smokin' somethin' potent
Glidin' and he's floatin' like he
Do when he rap
Now he's sittin', sippin’ brew
With your boo in his lap
Short skirt and no panties, actin’ so manish
Later on, take her home, naked, slow dancin'
Never romantic, Devin’s so candid
Fuck 'em then he duck 'em
Cold sandwich, no Grammy, but
How can I expect 'em to give me an award
When I’ll just jack my dick off and
Walk on the stage on hard?
Like a dirty old mane
I ain't servin' no 'caine
Couple'a D-dubs, so I ain't swervin' no lanes
Just tryna get from A to B, see what I got?
This D, now that's enough, I'm finished
Get the F out i just rock to the rhythm
That just don't stop
Dick plops in your mouth or your

Just ridin' by, but there's a party inside
So I'm gon' slide in
I park my ride, I'm in here lyin' with a gal
Poke her, stroke her like a violin

You know it's pimpin' in the building
When I enter the door
Feelin' like it's déjà vu
Like I been here before (Been here before)
Money over a hoe
That's the code that I live by
See, mine gon' break bread
Knead the dick like a ribeye (yeah)
Roll me up a paper square and poured up a cup
I got a eight, a four on me
Another four in my truck (Four in my truck)
She asked me was I cool and
Was I wantin' to stay she said, "I hope so
Because my homegirl on the way"
I like it when they nasty and
They do what I say
It's like whatever, whenever
She gon' go through with the play
Now she walkin' 'round this bitch
With no clothes on (Clothes on)
And her partner at the door
You know what's goin' on (Real talk)

Just ridin' by, but there's a party inside
(That's right) so I'm gon' slide in
I park my ride
(You know how we do this thing)
I'm in here lyin' with a gal
Poke her, stroke her like a violin

Smokin' on somethin' special and nice
Fuck the price yes, it's manicured
Rolled up tight and pullin' right
Scoop her and take a flight, I'm on a mission
It's pimpin', never simpin'
That's the reason why she listen
Straight up out the kitchen
Pussy hotter than a oven
Fresh exotic flavors in my
Paper's what I'm lovin'
The green monster comin'
Chiefin' with a young'n
Get full of that strong, and later on
I do some plumbin' nice fat ass
I'm talkin' hips without a stomach
Oh, by the way
Pass the trey so I can dump it
It's thick smoke in the car, papers, no cigar
We blow a couple, turn us some corners
And catch a bar this shit come out the jar
I'm all about the bread
She lickin' and strippin', I told her, "Baby
Go ahead" 'Cause pimpin' never scared you
Barkin' up my tree?
Smokin' on a forest, goin' hard as Don Quix'
Yeah

I'm just ridin' by
But there's a party inside
So I'm gon' slide in
I park my ride, I'm in here lyin' with a gal
Poke her, stroke her like a violin
Just ridin' by, but there's a party inside
So I'm gon' slide in
I park my ride, I'm in here lyin' with a gal
Poke her, stroke her like a violin