Ruff ryders pina colada

We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar. Aight then papi, Sheik's with me Thought you cats were gonna creep on me Without some type of an injury. Log in to add a tag. Bitch ass nigger you ain't running' up on shit Talking' like you gonna bust yo clip Nigger you ain't no fucking threat You talk a lot but you ain't never realized that if you walk that block Cock that Glock, think I'm pussy oh shit man!

Uploader: Mekazahn
Date Added: 25 October 2018
File Size: 34.16 Mb
Operating Systems: Windows NT/2000/XP/2003/2003/7/8/10 MacOS 10/X
Downloads: 3615
Price: Free* [*Free Regsitration Required]





We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar. We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar Where're my niggas with the big dicks? Ruff Ryders — Pina Colada. I see coward in yours, what you up in my eyes?

Ruff Ryders:Pina Colada Lyrics | LyricWiki | FANDOM powered by Wikia

Nominate as Song of the Day. We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter pija and mad cheddar Disrespect the Don word's bond Ruf gonna shoot ya We can get it on maricon hijo'de gran puta Who you fucking' wit?

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Sign In Don't have an account? You gotta check out. Login with Google Error: We want Barettas and Amarettas Butter leathers and mad cheddar Where're my niggers with the big dicks? This is a requirement of our licensing agreement with music Gracenote.

User does not exist.

Pussy, If I shoot, are you gonna shoot back? Big dick between mine, What the fuck between your thighs? Ayo Pun, I got you baby We oclada the front not the back, when there's beef I attack Grab the guns and start lighting Ya'll the bitch niggers behind cars scared to death like "yo, who fighting?

Where're my niggers with the big dicks? Smack you in public and embarrass you slut what?

Ruff Ryders - Pina Colada Lyrics

Chorus 2x Big Pun: We want Barettas and Amarettas Butter leathers and mad cheddar. Bitch ass nigga you ain't running' up on shit Talking' like you gonna bust yo clip Nigga you ain't no fucking threat You talk a lot but you ain't never realized that if you walk that block Cock that Glock, think I'm pussy oh shit man! I put coke in their pee pee then stuff the bras Put some coke in the bras that look like coconuts That's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this up Dis load the back pack her bitch ass back me up You know double R and Terror Squad niggers want they cut.

SongMeanings is a place for discussion and discovery. Log in now to tell us what you think this song means. Vaya Come on Vaya A vailar Where're my niggers with the big dicks?

Ryde or Die Vol. 1 - Wikipedia

Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. Put you on punishment the same way I do to my son And the only bullets by my stomach be the clip from my gun And when my gun busts it's over so close the curtains My silencer's like ch, ch, ch like birds was chirping I like Boricuas ya know that Sheik be freaky I put coke in their peepee then stuff the bras Put some coke in the bras that look like coconuts That's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this up Disload the back pack her bitch ass back me up You know double R and Terror Squad niggas want they cut Where're my niggas with the big dicks?

We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad cheddar I see coward in yours, what you up in my eyes? And the only bullets by my stomach be the clip from my gun And when my gun busts it's over so close the curtains My silencer's like ch, ch, ch like birds was chirping I like Boricuas ya know that Sheik be freaky.

King of medallions Monty Guard Even Italians see my battalion prop the broad I got the squad over qualified pulling over Karl Kani Range Rover tilted three wilted hydraulic slide. We want Barettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and rudf cheddar Ayo Pun, I got you baby We play the front not the back, when there's beef I attack Grab the guns and start lighting Ya'll the bitch niggas behind cars scared to death like "yo, who fighting?

Disrespect the Don word's bond I'm gonna shoot ya We can get it on maricon hijo'de dolada puta Who you fucking' wit? We do not have any tags for Pina Colada lyrics. Smack you in public and embarrass you slut what? I make the kind of green that hustler's dream Busting out that custard cream Piper 'cause I'm piped up with the mustard team Plus the ryderz Fort Knox and hearts.

Big dick between mine, What the fuck between your thighs? Run in your spot and use a Glock to get my cut what?

Comments 2

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *