Ruth Chris! ft. Young Chee$e Lyrics

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Mobb

I Took that hoe da Ruth Chris an brung her home an made her hollor

They say my drip too sick fuck Prada want new belenciaga

And yea I'll blow this bitch in here looking like u gotta problem

Fucked his frame and slit his throat they call me the hood doctor

Riding with four five sticks an blick's an docking from da coppas

But I really just meant we get lit screaming fuck da coppas

Hmm

Yea

Screaming fuck da coppas

Yea

Huh

Screaming fuck da coppas

Hop out with mafuckin' choppa , I get ah nigga wet sea food that's lobster

Pussy boy don't want no problem I'll smack yo bih cat like I'm father

Bitch already knew I was a dog ain't gotta get turnt I ain't gotta go harder

But I'm steady go hard all gas no brakes I'm trynna be farther

We slide down his block like vroom with the broom trynna let that choppa spit

pussy boyz really just flukes

Chilling in a room hiding in the house and shi

But that shii really just cool bitch fucked the crew and made her tap out and shii

An pussy I'll take your loot if she gimme da news that you really having shii

I Took that hoe da Ruth Chris an brung her home an made her hollor

They say my drip too sick fuck Prada want new belenciaga

And yea I'll blow this bitch in here looking like u gotta problem

Fucked his frame and slit his throat they call me the hood doctor

Riding with four five sticks an blick's an docking from da coppas

But I really just meant we get lit screaming fuck da coppas

Hmm

Yea

Screaming fuck da coppas

Yea

Huh

Screaming fuck da coppas