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Young R.I.C.K. : 
  
 Igaz...Szawak... 
  
 Years go by and you didnt even notice, 
 Everyday's routine the weekend's the only bonus, 
 Life's movin'

'm at Hi-Lite still
UGP on the track, we do a drive by kill, brrrat

Verse 1: Lyricks
Knock knock, who's there? Half of the YOX
Hi-Lite mob with a couple

She pop it like a molly 
Whisper my ear 
Throw them dollars on my body 
It’s the time of my life 
And I’m rolling round town 
With the swagger like

the best mean well
Bitch gotta go cause cause she making my sheets smell
I see op be scared
I leave em dead on the beach by the seashells
I really love it

the stick
Heard the Feds pull up had to flush down on the Brick
If they shoot carti it's gon be blood on the ricks
Avoiding me I swear all these Fuckboys

u-number one
It’s time to make a sacrifice, shlabel’ abaphansi
Grab the bull by the horns, vele s’nqamul’ intamo ye nkabi
I’m stretching niggas out, lil'

I wish you Merry Christmas
I'm not playing by the rules 
They got me adiós
Why you gotta be so cold 
Please close the doors
Let me take you to a place

dousing niggas
Say they players in the game, I'm raining out them niggas
Rain pouring by the ounce on niggas. Give a fuck about them niggas
Rick James fuck

Michael and Prince

On the basketball court shootin jumpers and 3’s

was hypnotized first time I heard Sucka MC’s

Then Rick and Doug came out with La Di Da

It's one in the chamber to blow ya bitch
I'm all four faces a monument
Hunnid and thousands I'm copping it
I just be dripping I copped that Rick
Andre

SINGING WHILE WE TALK.
HELLO.

CHARLOTTE:
HELLO… THIS IS STRANGE.

ELLA:
JUST GIVE IT A CHANCE.

CHARLOTTE:
WHAT DO I SAY?

ELLA:
LET’S START WITH  WHAT

to soar
You need to take it nice & slow
It might feel like you being pulled by a tow
Turn the music on & dance
I promise, you won't need company
Pump up

pack it up and get out
Why you keep running your Mouth
I'm down bad, sad, ouch
I'm slick rick with the pouch
And they all wanna take me out
I'm good

outside broke boy sit inside
He tryna press me we send him to the sky
Walk inside the Gucci store they
Finna get me fly i got Rick on my jacket mix
The Raf

Back to the basics
The Specifics

I need To be Somewhere
By the pacific

Ocean wavy As the clothing that I'm dripped in
She throating she already

Can't lie
I'm the one wasting my own time
Out in the field dodging land mines
Zombies around me like Rick Grimes
Yeah
Spent too much money

em in the right spot
Call me rick flair b*tch
Em in a leg lock
Take your b*tch
Make her bedrock
A** thicker
Than her dreadlocks
GNP in this b*tch
I

Pimpin Won't Die

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

See that once was a little boy, you was misled
By another little boy and this is what he said
As I quote from a man, you hope me gonna make some cash

Runaway

X

Live at the Stagedoor Tavern

1997

[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like

of the showers,driving down the highest Highway,to get to you
At the end of the road cause the puddles I splashed formed a rainbow.
You all the colours in my life

yawnin'
Wifey in the kitchen brewing coffee
Kicked my pj's off me
Hit the quiet place to bake, get glossy
If I don't hit the gate by 8, it could be costly

the way I move on the beats
I ain’t got no foot fetish but I come to defeat
Call me QB Rick Pitino cuz I come with the heat
Call me QB ghost buster get

you come back, I'm no longer by your
Side
Bitches can cheat and say they got the win, but the next gon' catch a couple like the FNN
You like the Dwayne,

from Morty's or whatever
Shut the portal down
I heard a different story about your life than how you wrote it down
You never held a gun but you're