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the dying got everybody flowers
I got em by the b-a-ll-s you know what they fuck imma do
Bahama by the breeze a big steppa nigga stella got her groove
I'm

thinking
About all those
Times I could've rolled by your house
Picked you up for a long
Long drive down that I95
Play some Pretty Ricky
Those were your

Did You Wrong

Pleasure P

The Introduction of Marcus Cooper

2009

Pretty Ricky and
You know what I'm sayin', a blunt with no no dro
Ecstacy with no body, know what I'm sayin
You get what I'm sayin baby, you dig, iight

sternklarer Nacht in 'ner City voll Snakes
Von Rizbo produced so wie 50 von Dre
Damals angefangen mit 'nem Pretty-Boy-Face
Heute Boss im Maybach wie Ricky

it
I never been the type to really give a Fuck but my minds not here
But I’m All ears call me micky I’m too high
Lil Dicky she grinding Pretty Ricky

thicky 
Who fucking wit me?
Not Lizzy not Ricky/
Boys n the hood luv a bitty/ yupppp
All you hatas suck a titty/ yuppp
I ain’t here by no luck/
Square hoes

rudimentary
Rhymes rudimentary and to earth like re-entry
Elementary, my dearest Watson
Rhymes by the plenty a boy in his twenties
Attitude like I'm sixteen

job I ain’t ever get a pension
It’s ironic I had to feed my family out the kitchen
Times was ugly nigga so we’d buy pretty pistols
Seen my dawg

I know you so well, so well
(Ransom, you fucked this up)
I mean, I can do anything that he can (Elvis)
I've been pretty-

Pray a lot, i'on know where

when I crack like Bane
You hang out with rats, nigga Donald Duck and Mickey
12 had us runnin' up the block like Ricky
Run the fade, hats gettin tilted

dem
Cuh man's quite busy
Gangster
Throwing up gang signs, is he?
Wankster
Stepped on a landmine, silly
I told Bianca
Go and stand by Ricky (real

ruling
I'll be dropping the cargo ill as Ricky Ricardo
cnd pop 'em so hard they still feel it tomorrow
So listen into me kicking a bit of history
Unlimited

aint gotta goon, But fuck it somebody gotta do it

I grew up watching columbian drug lords
who ever knew i would afford cologne by Tom Ford
trips

is hard to swallow 
But I ain't got time to stop 
Tick-Tock to the pretty-ricky-hip-hop 
Damn, I know them haters be watching me 
But I don't give