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	Versiõn actual de Letras de Canciones de Nappy Roots My Ride (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/n/nappy-roots/my-ride/) Versión actual de las letras						Versiõn 1 de Letras de Canciones de Nappy Roots My Ride (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/n/nappy-roots/my-ride/v1.html) La versión 1 de la letra
1	Yo, feelin' easy like it's Sunday mornin', steak an' eggs						[SKINNY DEVILLE]	1
2	Hey, livin' off some big rims, lookin' like some blades						feelin easy                                 like its sunday morning steak and eggs	2
3	Play her                               like a pimp typa nigga, ain't me						hey livin off some big rims lookin like some blades	3
4	With the tint 35 percent so ya can't see						play her like a pimp type a nigga aint me	4
1							with the tint the 35 percent so ya cant see	1
2							fish scales shotgun pass the "L" to big V	2
3							flip flop candy lookin so wet it drip drop (shiiiine)	3
4							from the tip top chrome double duce	4
5							make a bitch stop jaw drop ballin off this hip hop	5
6							on a budget back and forth from kentucky	6
7							we them type of niggas that crack corn in a bucket	7
8							a hundred and ninety spoke god damn	8
9							look but dont touch it we commin down I-65	9
10							nappy and company (vertical grills)	10
11							on the cadilac we so real	11
12							skinny deville return like a bat out of hell	12
13							hell dont ya think nappy roots comin as well	13
14							Big V, B. Stille, Prophet, Clutch, and Fish Scales yeaahh	14
15								15
16							[CHORUS]	16
17							My ride be sittin on dem hundred spokes (hundred spokes)	17
18							my candy paint straight from the honeycomb (honeycomb)	18
19							wood grain interior leather and	19
20							chrome (leather and chrome)	20
21							everybody ride out its on its on (its on its on)	21
22								22
23							[FISH SCALES]	23
24							ay yo thats my cab jumped out leavin a tab	24
25							hold on man we'll discuss that later	25
26							B. jumped out like (fuck that hater)	26
27							fell in the aspen rotten like martin	27
28							two white dudes one looked like matt harprin	28
29							later on he's eatin and ball in cleavland	29
30							and I jumped out like fuck your season	30
31							van dam woke up in the grand am	31
32							real hot no air for the car jam	32
33							twenty inches ride both on probes	33
34							look nice chevrolet on pipes	34
35							keep chevy tint that twinkle so bright	35
36							B.O.B im'a ball on budget	36
37							pumped out two thou on the 89 cutlass (biiitch)	37
38							nah you cant ride im selfish	38
39							aint too many ho's wanna touch this velvet	39
40								40
41							[CHORUS]	41
42								42
43							[B. STILLE.]	43
44							hop in with me we bout to leave	44
45							you gotta pop it I drope a dollar in ya pocket	45
46							gas up the crotch rocket pass up the cops blocked it	46
47							(hey B. Stille can I role with you and Prophet)	47
48							extra clean you cant tell me nean	48
49							drop the top showin off for the summa	49
50							the cadilac stretch on dem bow legged stillets	50
51							where the candy paint sets like a wet cigarette	51
52							bubble coat primers chrome spiders inside us	52
53							big enough for my team and a couple of trainers	53
54							but it hold no minors thats major	54
55							wood grain and ya get deep beaters big features	55
56							feel boom from the beats in my big speakers	56
57							its on in my seats and my signature	57
58							dont throw dirt on my name no shirt as I lean	58
59							out the window pane you hear the country boy sang	59
5	Fish scales shotgun, pass the L to big V						[CHORUS]	5
1	Flip Flop candy, lookin' so wet it drip drop							1
2	From the tip top, chrome double duce							2
3	Make a bitch stop, jaw drop ballin' off this hip hop							3
4								4
5	On a budget back an' forth from Kentucky							5
6	We them type of niggas that crack corn in a bucket							6
7	A hundred an' ninety spoke, goddamn							7
8	Look but don't touch it ,we comin' down I-65, Nappy an' company							8
9								9
10	Vertical grills on the Cadillac, we so real							10
11	Skinny Deville, return like a bat out of Hell							11
12	Hell, don't ya think Nappy Roots comin' as well							12
13	Big V, B. Stille, Prophet, Clutch an' Fish Scales, yeah							13
14								14
15	My ride be sittin' on the hundred spokes							15
16	My candy paint straight from the honeycomb							16
17	Wood grain interior leather an' chrome							17
18	Everybody ride out, it's on, it's on							18
19								19
20	Hey, yo, that's my cab, jumped out leavin' a tab							20
21	Hold on man, we'll discuss that later							21
22	B. jumped out like, "Fuck that hater"							22
23	Fell in the Aspen, rotten like Martin							23
24								24
25	Two white dudes, one looked like Matt Harprin							25
26	Later on he's eatin' an' ball in Cleavland							26
27	An' I jumped out like, "Fuck your season"							27
28	Van Dam woke up in the grand am							28
29								29
30	Real hot, no air for the car jam							30
31	Twenty inches ride both on probes							31
32	Look nice Chevrolet on pipes							32
33	Keep Chevy tint that twinkle so bright							33
34								34
35	B.O.B, I'ma ball on budget							35
36	Pumped out two, thou on the '89 cutlass, bitch							36
37	Nah, you can't ride, I'm selfish							37
38	Ain't too many ho's wanna touch this velvet							38
39								39
40	My ride be sittin' on the hundred spokes							40
41	My candy paint straight from the honeycomb							41
42	Wood grain interior leather an' chrome							42
43	Everybody ride out, it's on, it's on							43
44								44
45	Hop in with me, we 'bout to leave							45
46	You gotta pop it, I drope a dollar in ya pocket							46
47	Gas up the crotch, rocket pass up, the cops blocked it							47
48	Hey B. Stille, can I role with you an' Prophet?							48
49								49
50	Extra clean you can't tell me nean							50
51	Drop the top, showin' off for the summa							51
52	'Cause the Cadillac stretch on dem bow legged stillets							52
53	Where the candy paint sets like a wet cigarette							53
54								54
55	Bubble coat primers, chrome spiders inside us							55
56	Big enough for my team an' a couple of trainers							56
57	But it hold no minors, that's major							57
58	Wood grain an' ya get deep beater's big features							58
59								59
60	Feel boom from the beats in my big speakers							60
61	It's on in my seats an' my signature							61
62	Don't throw dirt on my name, no shirt as I lean							62
63	Out the window pane, you hear the country boy sang							63
64								64
65	My ride be sittin' on the hundred spokes							65
66	My candy paint straight from the honeycomb							66
67	Wood grain interior leather an' chrome							67
68	Everybody ride out, it's on, it's on							68

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