Ride For My Bruddas
I'm in the backseat riding with my brothers
Hop in the coupe we aren't hitting the gutters
When we poop, we like Doug in the shutters
You know we shoot, cause we humming like Cudder
I am the one, there ain't another
Hey was that your girlfriend or your mother?
Either way, I know how to make love with her
We sitting on the couch drinking orange liquor
She's a bad bitch so ima tip her
Like Young Thug, she a big tipper
Looking at the stars, big dipper
Tearing up the beat, I'm a ripper
Stick my foot out, imma tripper
Sipping the lean, imma sipper
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
Yuh, yeah, they riding til it stu-t-t-tu
Break down, no time for jokes
You muttered under your breath like I didn't hear that utter
Man, take your mouth and shut her
When you on the course, swing, no putter
Make your heart flutter
But when there's a problem, it'll be fixed
Because everybody gotta stick together
Walking outside when it fits with the weather
Wearing the jacket with the leather
Getting the cheddar wit a bredda
Hat with a feather
Playing tether-ball, swing it around the pole, so you never lose, not ever
Singing like Deb Never
Hit the lever, the link won't sever
It always stays strong in the desper-ate times
Ain't nobody ever lost that line
You said you were fine, but we saw that sign
Put away the wine, we gonna go on a drive
On the highway into the night
We talked about the things that are on your mind
We're all gonna help even if you decline
When the shooters come out, your bruddas will ride
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
Hop in the coupe we aren't hitting the gutters
When we poop, we like Doug in the shutters
You know we shoot, cause we humming like Cudder
I am the one, there ain't another
Hey was that your girlfriend or your mother?
Either way, I know how to make love with her
We sitting on the couch drinking orange liquor
She's a bad bitch so ima tip her
Like Young Thug, she a big tipper
Looking at the stars, big dipper
Tearing up the beat, I'm a ripper
Stick my foot out, imma tripper
Sipping the lean, imma sipper
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
Yuh, yeah, they riding til it stu-t-t-tu
Break down, no time for jokes
You muttered under your breath like I didn't hear that utter
Man, take your mouth and shut her
When you on the course, swing, no putter
Make your heart flutter
But when there's a problem, it'll be fixed
Because everybody gotta stick together
Walking outside when it fits with the weather
Wearing the jacket with the leather
Getting the cheddar wit a bredda
Hat with a feather
Playing tether-ball, swing it around the pole, so you never lose, not ever
Singing like Deb Never
Hit the lever, the link won't sever
It always stays strong in the desper-ate times
Ain't nobody ever lost that line
You said you were fine, but we saw that sign
Put away the wine, we gonna go on a drive
On the highway into the night
We talked about the things that are on your mind
We're all gonna help even if you decline
When the shooters come out, your bruddas will ride
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
Ride for my bruddas, I ride for my bruddas
Never going in the gutter, I just stay here with my mother
But when I feel a shudder, my bredren hear the clutter
They always fighting by my side, they riding til it stutters
Yeah, I
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Writer(s): Brandon Wells
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