Lyrics:
he wanna shoot ya
f**k em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can
shoot ya
Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can buy if
can have all these ladies than this throne
These pretty women are now my stones
This lonely woman is a problem
She must be one of them
I want the rest
with the clinking man!
I don't know what I've been told!
(I don't know what I've been told)
The clinking man is pretty old!
(The clinking man is pretty
Super bad bitch, she ain't sorta fine
Stayed over and she vanished by the mornin' time
Payed a pretty penny just to take her out
And she ain't let me
Pretty Ricky
It's Friday
Freaky freaky
I'm Infatuated
Captivated by your beauty
By your love
By your soul
By your hugs
I can never get enough
Percocet
stay by my side
If I need you than baby please ride
If you love me than how come you lied
That's why I need 2 by my side
(Yeah)
One for the fall and one
got it
It’s 3 percent and we ain’t going by the book
Big stepping like I’m hopscotching (like I hopscotch)
Pull up and make these hoes take a look (I'm
ha
Lotta people say I'm making em proud
Ten toes
How I'm holding it down
By myself
I stop fucking wit crowds
Feet in sand
While I'm blowing da loud
yeah
I cant get no yuh I cant get no (yuh) (ugh)
You said that you need somebody staying by your side (baby)
You never stick by me so why would try (ugh)
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,
Yeah
Its yo boy Pretty Ricky
And I know some of y'all sexy ladies
Wanna know how we do it
I like it real slow like walking through the door
rev it up so burnt out
Give me what's in that bag now
Hit em with the hook like smash mouth
Pass it to the left like Smash Bros
I'm the same kid that
all the apocalyptic reveries
Do you scar yourself with pretty pictures?
And tattoo your skin with bloody razors
Do you set yourself alight just to feel
like the worlds worst guy but you got me running
Just come play smash bros with me, I'm feelin' kind of lonely
2 worlds collide by the laws of scientists
till I peace out
I'ma rev it up so burnt out
Give me what's in that bag now
Hit em with the hook like smash mouth
Pass it to the left like smash bros
I'm
beat it
Don't bring sand to beaches
Can't get sucked by leeches
I ball like collegiate
They boo from the bleachers
I done ran it up I got my cash up
Yeah
Man I make the baddest bitches send me nudes
I ain't got no time for your silly feuds
I'm with pretty gang at Sue's, rendezvous
Batman, I'm Robin,
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
name on smash
After this they gon' wanna lace me pretty
Who's your man 'cause they can't make it JC Penney
Who's your Bad Boy, BR, back with
and bust on the police
While y'all playas are fakin bacon we cook the whole beef.
I put it down plain, I stimulate the left and right brain
Cell by cell
because I'm in the gallardo, laughing like Ricky Ricardo (ha ha ha ha)
With the 4-pounder, pretty gangsta shit
I'm the co-founder, I know the difference
Desireé
You ain't no concern, I'ma wait and see what Heaven say
I got a brother by the name of Snicky Ricky Wade
He said - Bubba, real careers ain't
stuntin' with a fleet
A pretty red bitch we smash every week
Blowing on some good Maybach back seat
The bitch sleeping good, a mill' on the sheets
Born
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