Baby Smoove - On That Rim lyrics
[Baby Smoove - On That Rim lyrics]
(Ayy, Melly, what the fuck is that?)
Don't give no fuck what they got goin'
Niggas play then I'm gon' up
My Hellcat Durango got like three rows
That bitch a bus
I ain't been drinkin' with my white friends
Them niggas love Tus
I swear to God, I drank a whole case
It took me one month
Make me mad, and I go shoppin'
Make me mad, I buy some cars
Make me mad, I buy a new house
And show you I'm that tall
To be honest, I don't need to shop
My closet, it's the mall
Hit that corner hard
You get that bitch switched if you don't call
I don't be shoppin' in the mall
Boy ain't none of my hoes basic
My niggas call me Rush Hour because
My favorite bitch is Asian
Pour up back-to back sixes, swear to God
Ain't no fakin'
That nigga only got a deuce inside his pop
I can't taste it
I keep blue hundreds, bitch I'm racist
I hate police, I don't eat bacon
Big ole' VVS made her face lift
I need a pill, my body achin'
I had my Jailbreak for an hour
Seen them niggas you know we chased em'
That nigga must think this shit Power
See that boy I bet we scrape em'
Boy don't pull on side that
Benz, see that Maybach, that bitch hit
You got kids back at the house
You ain't gon make it if I hit that chin
I feel like, a nigga try me he gon be dead
I know they say that's just some dreads
Just some bullets in your head
Bitch I feel like Slim Reaper
Long arms bet I reach you
Told them boys to stay in school
You should have listened to your teacher
Make them boys go hug the preacher
Lights off, he seen the reaper
We been hangin' on that rim
That's our shit let us keep it
That's our shit let us- I'm a young rich-
Young rich bastard, I'm a young rich-
We been, ayy we been hangin' on that rim
That's our shit let us keep it
Don't give no fuck what they got goin'
Niggas play then I'm gon' up
My Hellcat Durango got like three rows
That bitch a bus
I ain't been drinkin' with my white friends
Them niggas love Tus
I swear to God, I drank a whole case
It took me one month
Make me mad, and I go shoppin'
Make me mad, I buy some cars
Make me mad, I buy a new house
And show you I'm that tall
To be honest, I don't need to shop
My closet, it's the mall
Hit that corner hard
You get that bitch switched if you don't call
I don't be shoppin' in the mall
Boy ain't none of my hoes basic
My niggas call me Rush Hour because
My favorite bitch is Asian
Pour up back-to back sixes, swear to God
Ain't no fakin'
That nigga only got a deuce inside his pop
I can't taste it
I keep blue hundreds, bitch I'm racist
I hate police, I don't eat bacon
Big ole' VVS made her face lift
I need a pill, my body achin'
I had my Jailbreak for an hour
Seen them niggas you know we chased em'
That nigga must think this shit Power
See that boy I bet we scrape em'
Boy don't pull on side that
Benz, see that Maybach, that bitch hit
You got kids back at the house
You ain't gon make it if I hit that chin
I feel like, a nigga try me he gon be dead
I know they say that's just some dreads
Just some bullets in your head
Bitch I feel like Slim Reaper
Long arms bet I reach you
Told them boys to stay in school
You should have listened to your teacher
Make them boys go hug the preacher
Lights off, he seen the reaper
We been hangin' on that rim
That's our shit let us keep it
That's our shit let us- I'm a young rich-
Young rich bastard, I'm a young rich-
We been, ayy we been hangin' on that rim
That's our shit let us keep it