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Riley & Huey II (feat. Big Ty) Video (MV)




Performed By: Datrix
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Tyler Harris, Daniel Clarke




Datrix - Riley & Huey II (feat. Big Ty) Lyrics




(Okay, Daniel)
(Man, f*ck Loko)

Man, I'm tired of these niggas bitchin' (Uh-huh)
Cash in the regular season like Pistons
She play it back, said she wanna relisten
Mix it with Sprite, put the purple in systems
We finna travel the world like some pilgrims (Okay)
Chain finna blind up my vision
Drip makin' puddles, stay fly like a pigeon (Goddamn)
Flow on the beat, I ain't doin' no dissin' (Grrahh)
T-These niggas lit like a lighter and we makin' gas like we roll up and sparkin' (Damn)
Dog in the booth, when I rap, I start barkin' (Yeah)
AMG Benz on the go, I ain't parkin' (Uh-huh)
Put that shit on, I stay sharpened
Louis V kicks when I'm marchin' (Okay)
Bitch, I'm the shit, I ain't fartin', lil' nigga
Pour up the four like a quadrant, lil' nigga
Life ain't no peaches and cream, but I'll cream in her peach if she throw it to me (If she throw it to me)
Yo' bitch said she was down for whatever, she said she wanna blow and go f*ck on the team (Yeah, go-go f*ck on the team)
These niggas weird, they ain't havin' no motion, these niggas ain't tryna go count up the green (Go count up the green)
I'm makin' money, you can tell by the style that I'm makin' these hundreds, I'm makin' blue cheese, ayy

Me and Tyler like Riley and Huey (Riley)
We got Dolce Gabbana and Louis (Louis)
Niggas hatin' and judgin' like Judy (Judgin')
Niggas bitchin' and actin' real moody (Moody)
I'ma swerve, I don't stay in the lane (Goddamn)
We got rhythm, these niggas be plain (Okay)
She was smart, she was givin' me brain (Okay)
I got 25k for a chain

Ayy, (Ayy) ayy (Ayy)
I got 25k for a chain
I got 25k for a chain (Damn)
Yeah, she was givin' me brain (Damn)
Riley and Huey (Damn)
Ayy, Riley and Huey (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)

Me and Daniel, we like Riley and Huey
I f*ck up the beat, niggas say, "How I do me?"
If I ever get locked, I ain't takin' no plea
These niggas be switchin', you know how it be
I hop in that car, only me and my feet
Y'all just be perpin', y'all not tryna meet
Got me a Glock if you tryna be sweet
Let off some shots, put yo' ass right to sleep
Me and my brothers, we sticked up, hop in that car, no niggas gon' blitz us
Niggas be chattin' they fuss, fuss, I took his bitch, I'm just sayin' that's tough, tough
You say you be rappin' and trappin' but really that shit you be sayin' is big bluff
I took his bitch and I hit one time 'cause you know that she got a big butt
I'm back on the beat, I'ma slaughter the bitch
Reverse the V, I'ma clutch with a stick
My name on fire like I'm John Wick
Once you get popped, I'ma skrt off in the 'Vic
Back to trap house, servin' them bricks
Niggas be chattin', they sayin' I'ma lick
If that's the case, come take all my shit
But once you get close, all you hear is a click
N-Niggas be fed
Word to my mother, get one in the head
Make sure that you dead
Catch an opp, all these bullets gon' spread
Wock and the Tris, all I see is that red
I get to the money, don't play 'bout my bread
Step to the clique, you get hit with the lead
The men pulled up and you know that they fled
Two-twin Glock, put they ass right to bed

Me and Tyler like Riley and Huey (Riley)
We got Dolce Gabbana and Louis (Louis)
Niggas hatin' and judgin' like Judy (Judgin')
Niggas bitchin' and actin' real moody (Moody)
I'ma swerve, I don't stay in the lane (Goddamn)
We got rhythm, these niggas be plain (Okay)
She was smart, she was givin' me brain (Okay)
I got 25k for a chain

Ayy, (Ayy) ayy (Ayy)
I got 25k for a chain
I got 25k for a chain (Damn)
Yeah, she was givin' me brain (Damn)
Riley and Huey (Damn)
Ayy, Riley and Huey (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)

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(Okay, Daniel)
(Man, f*ck Loko)

Man, I'm tired of these niggas bitchin' (Uh-huh)
Cash in the regular season like Pistons
She play it back, said she wanna relisten
Mix it with Sprite, put the purple in systems
We finna travel the world like some pilgrims (Okay)
Chain finna blind up my vision
Drip makin' puddles, stay fly like a pigeon (Goddamn)
Flow on the beat, I ain't doin' no dissin' (Grrahh)
T-These niggas lit like a lighter and we makin' gas like we roll up and sparkin' (Damn)
Dog in the booth, when I rap, I start barkin' (Yeah)
AMG Benz on the go, I ain't parkin' (Uh-huh)
Put that shit on, I stay sharpened
Louis V kicks when I'm marchin' (Okay)
Bitch, I'm the shit, I ain't fartin', lil' nigga
Pour up the four like a quadrant, lil' nigga
Life ain't no peaches and cream, but I'll cream in her peach if she throw it to me (If she throw it to me)
Yo' bitch said she was down for whatever, she said she wanna blow and go f*ck on the team (Yeah, go-go f*ck on the team)
These niggas weird, they ain't havin' no motion, these niggas ain't tryna go count up the green (Go count up the green)
I'm makin' money, you can tell by the style that I'm makin' these hundreds, I'm makin' blue cheese, ayy

Me and Tyler like Riley and Huey (Riley)
We got Dolce Gabbana and Louis (Louis)
Niggas hatin' and judgin' like Judy (Judgin')
Niggas bitchin' and actin' real moody (Moody)
I'ma swerve, I don't stay in the lane (Goddamn)
We got rhythm, these niggas be plain (Okay)
She was smart, she was givin' me brain (Okay)
I got 25k for a chain

Ayy, (Ayy) ayy (Ayy)
I got 25k for a chain
I got 25k for a chain (Damn)
Yeah, she was givin' me brain (Damn)
Riley and Huey (Damn)
Ayy, Riley and Huey (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)

Me and Daniel, we like Riley and Huey
I f*ck up the beat, niggas say, "How I do me?"
If I ever get locked, I ain't takin' no plea
These niggas be switchin', you know how it be
I hop in that car, only me and my feet
Y'all just be perpin', y'all not tryna meet
Got me a Glock if you tryna be sweet
Let off some shots, put yo' ass right to sleep
Me and my brothers, we sticked up, hop in that car, no niggas gon' blitz us
Niggas be chattin' they fuss, fuss, I took his bitch, I'm just sayin' that's tough, tough
You say you be rappin' and trappin' but really that shit you be sayin' is big bluff
I took his bitch and I hit one time 'cause you know that she got a big butt
I'm back on the beat, I'ma slaughter the bitch
Reverse the V, I'ma clutch with a stick
My name on fire like I'm John Wick
Once you get popped, I'ma skrt off in the 'Vic
Back to trap house, servin' them bricks
Niggas be chattin', they sayin' I'ma lick
If that's the case, come take all my shit
But once you get close, all you hear is a click
N-Niggas be fed
Word to my mother, get one in the head
Make sure that you dead
Catch an opp, all these bullets gon' spread
Wock and the Tris, all I see is that red
I get to the money, don't play 'bout my bread
Step to the clique, you get hit with the lead
The men pulled up and you know that they fled
Two-twin Glock, put they ass right to bed

Me and Tyler like Riley and Huey (Riley)
We got Dolce Gabbana and Louis (Louis)
Niggas hatin' and judgin' like Judy (Judgin')
Niggas bitchin' and actin' real moody (Moody)
I'ma swerve, I don't stay in the lane (Goddamn)
We got rhythm, these niggas be plain (Okay)
She was smart, she was givin' me brain (Okay)
I got 25k for a chain

Ayy, (Ayy) ayy (Ayy)
I got 25k for a chain
I got 25k for a chain (Damn)
Yeah, she was givin' me brain (Damn)
Riley and Huey (Damn)
Ayy, Riley and Huey (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)
She just wanna rock like she Uzi (Damn)

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Writer: Tyler Harris, Daniel Clarke
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