Young Nudy - Ferris Wheel lyrics

Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

This is a drug party (Bitch)
Yeah, smokin' out a pound
I don't smoke out no Os (Uh, huh)
Ridin' around with them rounds
You know we hold 30 or more (Uh, huh)
Uh, ridin' around with them rounds
You know we hold 30 or more (Them facts)
All my bitches bad
You know I fuck nothin' but bad hoes
(Them facts) i just like that cash
You know I ran it up off the floor
(Them facts) came up off the ground, yeah
I came from kickin' doors (yeah)
Robbin' niggas around
You know I'm known for wipin' noses
(You know)
I don't give a damn, lil' buddy
You better cuff your ho (Huh?)



32 Bouldercrest Road, that's what I roam
(I roam) uh, Paradise City, bitch
Better cruise through that bitch slow
(Hey, slow down)
Roll the window down and we gon'
Clap you and your folks (Bow-bow-bow)
Ridin' around with them rounds
You know we hold 30 or more (Brrt)
Ayy, smokin' out a pound just
To ease out my soul, uh
(Woo)
Ease out my mind while I squeeze on your ho
(Squeeze) dick your ho down
You know I pimp all these hoes (I pimp)
I feel like Pimp C 'cause this
Lean got me movin' slow (Slow down)
Yeah, and I don't know but
I don't trust these hoes, yeah
(I don't)
I see you wanna cuff that bitch, my nigga
But I don't trust your ho (yeah)
Your ho wanna fuck on a young nigga
'cause that cash'll make her go (She go)
Your ho wanna fuck on a young nigga
'cause that purp'll make her go (yeah)

Yeah, smokin' out a pound
I don't smoke out no Os (Huh?)
Ridin' around with them rounds, you know
We hold 30 or more, uh
(Facts) ridin' around with them rounds
You know we hold 30 or more (30s)
All my bitches bad
You know I fuck nothin' but bad hoes
(Come get your bitch) i just like that cash
You know I ran it up off the floor
(The floor) came up off the ground, yeah
I came from kickin' doors (Kickin')
Robbin' niggas around
You know I'm known for wipin' noses (I do)
I don't give a damn, lil' buddy
You better cuff your ho (Let's go)

Ha-choo, shit, pass that bitch a napkin
(Damn) 'Cause I just slimed on that bitch
That's what happened (Damn, damn)
And I don't love a ho
But I just love smashin', and I
(Uh)
She's a freak so I had to pass it (yeah)
And she ridin' around with the rounds, yeah
I'm ridin' with my woes (Woes)
She wanna fuck like a clown so
I pass her to my bros (Huh?)
These hoes are nothin' but some freaks you
Know I do not love these hoes (Oh, no)
And these niggas fucked up when
They started lovin' these hoes (Well, damn)
I put somethin' in her mouth and, yeah
She grind real slow (Slow down)
She call up my phone soon as I get home
(It's over) i send that ho to the voicemail
'cause I got what I want (Ha)
And I already told you, nigga
I don't trust none of these hoes (Oh, no)

Yeah, smokin' out a pound
I don't smoke out no Os (Nope)
Ridin' around with them rounds, you know
We hold 30 or more, uh
(30s) ridin' around with them rounds
You know we hold 30 or more (Huh?)
All my bitches bad
You know I fuck nothin' but bad hoes
(Damn, see this bag?) i just like that cash
You know I ran it up off the floor
(yeah, I keep that cash)
Came up off the ground, yeah
I came from kickin' doors
(Known for kickin' doors)
Robbin' niggas around
You know I'm known for wipin' noses
(Known for wipin' noses)
I don't give a damn, lil' buddy
You better cuff your ho (Whoa)

Yeah is that your bitch, nigga?