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Ridin' Round Video (MV)




Performed By: ErikElGuapo
Language: English
Length: 2:15
Written by: Erik Estrada




ErikElGuapo - Ridin' Round Lyrics




Any type of beat I hop on man you know I'll kill that shit
I've been riding with the pole I've been riding with the glick
Cuz I know that all these niggas just wanna see me slip
Yea I'm momma's little boy but deep down she know I'm a savage counting cabbage
Shoutout to my boy Taj yea you know he living lavish
Countin new money old money keep pilin
Countin new money old money keep pilin swear it won't stop

I've been ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new prop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new glock (Huh)

We wetting your street up keep that heat tucked
Call us John Cena cuz you can't see us
Yea we going hunting you the goose no duck
Yea we going hunting you the goose no duck
Oh f*ck nigga come and pull up
Leave you red ketchup nigga try and catch up
I'm gon leave you in the dust you can't even keep up
Bitch follow my lead just follow the leader

Follow the leader nigga
Just follow the leader bitch
Follow the leader nigga
Just follow the leader bitch
I've been ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new prop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new glock (Huh)

Boy try and pull up leave you sleeping try and pull up leave you dreaming
Boy try and pull up leave you sleeping try and pull up we gon leave your mama grieving
Leave her grieving leave her crying boy I swear that I aint lying
You want smoke run up I'm frying
I don't step bitch Guapo flying
F*ck that bitch I ain't replying
All them calls yea I'm denying
Now she mad that bitch she sighing
Oh well to bad my phone is dying I need to charge it
All my niggas eating swear to god I'm like a market
I got my eyes on the target It ain't the fourth of July but I swear that it's sparkin

I've been ridin round ridin round with a huge mop
Ridin round ridin round with a new prop
Ridin round ridin round with a huge mop
Ridin round ridin round with a new glock
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Any type of beat I hop on man you know I'll kill that shit
I've been riding with the pole I've been riding with the glick
Cuz I know that all these niggas just wanna see me slip
Yea I'm momma's little boy but deep down she know I'm a savage counting cabbage
Shoutout to my boy Taj yea you know he living lavish
Countin new money old money keep pilin
Countin new money old money keep pilin swear it won't stop

I've been ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new prop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new glock (Huh)

We wetting your street up keep that heat tucked
Call us John Cena cuz you can't see us
Yea we going hunting you the goose no duck
Yea we going hunting you the goose no duck
Oh f*ck nigga come and pull up
Leave you red ketchup nigga try and catch up
I'm gon leave you in the dust you can't even keep up
Bitch follow my lead just follow the leader

Follow the leader nigga
Just follow the leader bitch
Follow the leader nigga
Just follow the leader bitch
I've been ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new prop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a huge mop (Huh)
Ridin round ridin round with a new glock (Huh)

Boy try and pull up leave you sleeping try and pull up leave you dreaming
Boy try and pull up leave you sleeping try and pull up we gon leave your mama grieving
Leave her grieving leave her crying boy I swear that I aint lying
You want smoke run up I'm frying
I don't step bitch Guapo flying
F*ck that bitch I ain't replying
All them calls yea I'm denying
Now she mad that bitch she sighing
Oh well to bad my phone is dying I need to charge it
All my niggas eating swear to god I'm like a market
I got my eyes on the target It ain't the fourth of July but I swear that it's sparkin

I've been ridin round ridin round with a huge mop
Ridin round ridin round with a new prop
Ridin round ridin round with a huge mop
Ridin round ridin round with a new glock
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Writer: Erik Estrada
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