Psychopathic Rydas - Rydas Don't Dance lyrics

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Psychopathic Rydas - Rydas Don't Dance lyrics

This is Bullit with my Ryda dog Full Clip and we be ridin and ridin and ridin and check this out, we don't, oh sh** here comes Sweet Daddy Coconut... When I walk up in the club I be havin' the muthaf*ckin' 2 liter in my waste muthaf*ckas be mean mugging me throwin' they little 50 dollar down for they cup of __ and what not. Hey man hey look here playa you ain't even tryin' to see a muthaf*ckin' Ryda cause I'€™ll pull out the muthaf*ckin' heat and make all yall boogie Had my pants bu*ton down sequence shirts Cabbage patchin makin yo body twirk It's all good when Full Clip steps out on the floor Pull out the __ runnin for the door I love 10 the hot box are flyin Every rouge cutta in this b**h is dyin And once I stretch out all the sonic old f*gs I hold down the bar huntin' for nedens to tag Every club no the Rydas be true thugs Red carpet burners turn into Hug Security gimmie dap the second I walk in Drinks on the house Remy Coke and Hen Muthaf*ckas got feel for me, no love That's why I be wearin house shoes up in the club b**h I don't dance but if you wanna boogie I'll a hot thrill in your a** MOTHA F*CKA You see that sparklin' b**h, that's me muthaf*ckin' watch on wrist diamonds on muthaf*ckin' pinkies muthaf*ckin' Mink to the flo, you better check this here playa OK a Ryda don't dance a k**a don't talk Get stupid in the club leave em lined in chalk And stretch out with a couple holes in ya body Ask anyone of my n***as we all rowdy Get rowdy at the drop of a dime Dancing for s**as real n***as ain't got time For you hip hop b**hes dance all night long Know who you are and this is your f*ckin' song While you at a club thinking you're a pimp I'm at home with your woman slingin' dick to your b**h I don't dance f*ck dancin' I'll make you dance I'll blow your feet out the bottom of your pants Leave the jiggy sh** to Will Smith and Dru Hill Cause if I come up in the club blood gone spill Disco lights f*ggots like in boogie nights And little p**y whipped pussies get in fist fights I'll run up in that muthaf*cka one time And have everybody wishin' they was at Columbine Sike... silk shirt with finesse And now you got you blood all over your b**hes dress As soon as I seen her from a far she had Carmel skin with green eyes and a skirt that was huggin' ever inch of her hour gla** figure, you no I had to dip Pimpin' like a n***a out of control Watchin' booties jiggle like a Jell-O mold I step to her and she act real cold She asked did I wanna step to the dance floor I said that I been known to boogie But I never get my dance on I said that I been known to boogie But I never get my dance on Now b**h do you wanna get down cause I ain't got the time To play like R Kelly and try to bump and grind We can leave this here club and do it right quick You can slide me some p**y and I can shoot you this dick So basically how the night ended up I was sittin' up under some silk sheets with this muthaf*ckin' Carmel little b**h that I met around the way, suppose she has drank a couple bottles of crissie, and smoked a couple ounces of my finest sh**, and I did it doggy style and kicked that b**h to the curb, now its about 2:30AM and I'm on way up to 7 Eleven to get me a muthaf*ckin' sixer. Cause I'ma Ryda b**h and the muthaf*ckin' night don't end, you see these black truck wheels just spinnin off in the mother f*ckin moonlight b**h you better have some friends, and as the sun rise in the morning I wake up to pimp again hoe, so all you b**hes with no panties, get ready for the Rydas. Cause when you see a muthaf*cka walkin' in with crocodile on his muthaf*ckin' feet, and he might have the matchin' muthaf*ckin' belt, and maybe he got a little silk suit on or some sh**, you better recognize a mutherf*ckin' playa b**h. Cause we don't walk up in this muthaf*cka like a chump a** square. We come in this muthaf*cka shinin' with our muthaf*ckin' nose in the air b**h. You get the muthaf*ckin' privilege to talk to a pimp, b**h you better respect that sh** you better shut the f*ck and no what the f*ck your dealin' with here, cause Rydas are a muthaf*ckin dime a dozen b**h, you don't see a Ryda around every corner, you don't see a pimp around every corner, so when you get the privilege to talk to a Ryda you better shut the f*ck up and understand what its like to understand a pimp. Understand what I'm sayin' b**h? See the game is not mean to be muthaf*ckin' told, it's to be sold. So I really don't understand why I'm sittin' here wastin' my time education the rest of yall muthaf*ckas on this here Rydas sh**, on this here pimp sh**, on how the f*ck we do it b**h

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