Ronnie Spencer - Ridin' Fly lyrics

(feat. D-Gotti) [Hook] Ronnie and Gotti, at the party And we're looking for some mami's And we in a, big body On some twenty inches, gliding Noke and Salih, at the bar Tyte Eyez, talking to a stallion Reck and Dollar, just walked in And Big Moe is on a gallon, we thoed [D-Gotti] I turn her head to the back, on Dubs Strut in the club, on-on and out of drugs I'm a thug uh-huh, my words spoke clear Ice poked in my ear, people looking over here We ain't sipping on beer, my Sprite's spiked with punch And might light a blunt, if the bouncers don't front Homegirl, I'm giving the Shop game at the bar And I know she know, I'm a star Mami on, you ready to split Take your partna's ride, me on Ronnie be in the whip Believe it it's real, with some wheels to buy The dugout now, know what I'm talking bout [Hook] We thoed, we thoed Thoed in the game [Ronnie Spencer] Everybody riding fly First class, in the Dirty South We wrecking Shop tonight You know, our hits are tight Big Ron, gonna make it wet V-12, moving like a jet Soon as my flight touch down You know I'm gonna clown [D-Gotti] Crawl back on cutters, fin to flash jabos To a girl do put your feet, on your mama's sofa Mami hold up, hit the back with your friend You're in the front seat in Lorenz, up in the wind Chickens up in the Benz, I got visions to win Soon as we get to the pad, the rules about to bend Excuse me, could you please exit I'm through Ronnie just two-way'd me baby, and he through too [Ronnie Spencer] Y'all cocked piece deuce, gator boots Two scoops of crushed ice, line and locket Trunk on glow, Southside fa sho Rubber band wrapped notch, stuffed in my pocket Jaws locked tight, it's Friday night Ron-O, I'm bout to get expensive Noke D Tahoe, candy syrup So wet, it's Jason with the biscuits Wrecking Vet, with china set She fix it, right behind the label Exotic, expensive clothes With diamond karats, in her navel We thoed, we thoed thoed in the game Everybody riding fly, first class in the Dirty South We wrecking Shop tonight, you know our hits are tight Big Ron gonna make it wet, V-12 moving like a jet Soon as my flight touch down, you know I'm gonna clown [Hook] We thoed, we thoed Thoed in the game [singing] Big Moe is drinking a gallon We thoed, thoed in the game Thoed in the game