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it on mute
When did we get so skewed
Not gon lie entertained by it too
But I hope I could be the voice to break through
Like when I catch you Ricky

do it just right

Can't help it but be glad 
That you're mine

Uhh, shawty, if you pretty say pretty ricky
Shawty, if you pretty say pretty ricky

a way on which he could escape when drive bys were being pulled on the dot at 7:48 If you heard a gun shot than it was too late you'll hear the sound

Pretty Ricky
I want a house by the lake like Ricky, Ricky
I don't really need much, I just need a couple bucks
Man this broke shit felt like a hickey,

nigga what's the biz 
Get you knocked off like a lid
Drinking dirty soda call me fizz 
The truth hurts call me Liz
Lizzo fat but she pretty
Chest puffed

Teazy
Yeah
Look
She wanna come round mine, pour up a drink, and smoke my weed (my weed)
Get on the vibe, get high, Pretty Ricky just grind on me (on

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

put me in it
I know the truth you not innocent
She got excited by my Louboutins
Hop in my Lambo fuck her
We don't speak again
She didn't know I was

team (Yuh)
Pretty women love pullin' on my gold links (Uh)
Used to point us out just by our flat fades
Now we top floor in the palisade

Pretty Ricky, Maserati nigga
The god-body, rock a party nigga
That can socially distance your head
From your motherfuckin body nigga

I'm so Bronx, nigga,

Happy shit, so I'm-
I'mma-, I'mma give y'all a
Little gift this Christmas
You know how it goes
Aye, I made this beat by the
Way, I'm pretty proud of it
If

Acting real cocky and counting my cash
Like Ricky Bobby
You ain't first then you last
Been had day one's
But they gone by day two
Rap still alive

Bitch I'm Rick James making money by the minute
Bitch I'm Rick James classy women get to stripping
The minute I get up in it Mr. Ricky now a Ginuea uh

Bitch I'm Rick James making money by the minute
Bitch I'm Rick James classy women get to stripping
The minute I get up in it Mr. Ricky now a Ginuea uh

with lagers
5-4 Trotter
They can't step like me, I swear they can't find no one hotter
(Pretty, pretty, feel like Pretty Ricky)
(Pretty, pretty, feel

you can be
Pretty picky sticky icky no quicky
Pretty Ricky yo favorite jam
Get juicy when I'm on your hot line
That late night special, don't rush cuz

gorgeous

Call me pretty Ricky
Bitch suck my dick
With no teeth
She is really icky
All new hunnids in the slip
That's a pretty fifty
The cherry poppers

hurt by some guys
Many played games with your head but I aint the type to tell lies
Id rather tell you the truth cuz you so pretty and cute
And im gone

Ricky or raf
That shit came way to fast
I stop taking math because my money multiply or add
Now I feel really sad
Can't let you go down bad
I'll do

somebody ask about you
And I just can't bring myself to tell the truth about it
So I tell a lie, mm
Say you're doin' pretty good
And things are goin'

a thousand years old
For i am the endless traveller and im a thousand years old

Yo tengo un burrito que se llama Ricky
Yo tengo un burrito que se llama Ricky

Oh, Pretty Woman

Roy Orbison

The Rock 'N' Roll Era: Roy Orbison 1960-1965

1991

Pretty woman walkin' down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet 
Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could

the truth
And I'm humble as ever
Can't see me fumbling cheddar
I gotta rap about the real
They might be mumbling better
Gotta rap about the real
I gotta rap

Pretty woman walkin' down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet 
Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could