Shit, I¡¯m ridin around, Louie on my belt
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And I¡¯m ridin round the city in a foreign whip
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She say she bad
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Hop inside my whip
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She say she bad
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Girl come on over here
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And just fly away, ride away
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We can get gone, yea we can be gone
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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Ridin round, Louie on my belt
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And I¡¯m ridin round the city in a foreign whip
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She say she bad
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I pop in my whip
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She say she bad
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Come on over here
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And just fly away, ride away
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright
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Hope inside it, go, here we go
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Ridin in a Ghost, take a toast
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Baby girl you bad and I don¡¯t even have to boast
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Baby girl you bad and I don¡¯t even want the most
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Take you cross the road, we goin on a foreign trip
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Red bottom Sace walkin in a foreign whip
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And she ridin in a foreign whip, foreign heels
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She say she bad
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Well hop up in my whip
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See I¡¯m ridin round, Louie on my belt
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And I¡¯m flexin through the city in a foreign whip
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She say she bad, hop up in my whip
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She say she bad, come on over here
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And just fly away, ride away
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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See I¡¯m flexin through the city with my clique
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Baby girl, she say she hot
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Well come on over here
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She say she fly, well ride up on my jet
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She say she fly
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Well come on over here
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And just fly away, ride away
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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It¡¯s alright, yea
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Yea
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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Alright, it¡¯s alright
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And we rollin rollin rollin
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Gone gone gone
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And we rollin rollin rollin
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It¡¯s alright, it¡¯s alright
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Yea
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Bad
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Soulja Boy |