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people do
Keep it a hundred you know that I keep it true
Listen pretty Ricky situations get sticky
Looking kind of iffy with the way you get busy
Talking

Pop some Led Zeppelin
But I was too Taylor Swift for my toes so I crept again
She gave it a Chevy Chase 'cause she couldn't wait
So I took her by

Butter- buttercup
Sport an orange bubble, mixing dirty water up
Light beige trainers, like a foreigner
My blade bring 'em to the coroner
Whistling by

the shit, you can tell by the stench
I got no heart like i'm Melly
DMX, I'm in her belly
Grind on me like Pretty Ricky
Too high, i feel like Lil Dicky
Shawty

bad, yeah
Champagne in ya glass, yeah
Shake that ass, yeah
Put the money in the bag, yeah
Give me cash, yeah
We getting more lit by the glass, yeah
Hope

happened
That means slow sessions is startin', Pretty Ricky be crackin'
I'm on the floor with a ratchet, some nigga yelled out, "What's brackin'"
I looked

the party with you
What you wanna do? I ain't gon' leave without you
So is you coming through? I aint gon' leave without you
Grind on me no pretty Ricky, In

geeked
Can't show no emotions chrome hearts on my sleeves
Feel like Chris Paul I've been fucking bad hoes by the three
Everybody shines together I feel

goofy old niggas slight time
But day by day a Motha Fucka'
I'm a terrorize the city
Get back gang a Motha Fucka' they know Trello getting lity
I heard he

and a dicky clip
Give her back shots, like Ricky did
Know a business man that stands on biz
Got a new freezer no Rich the Kid
Should've brought protection, boy

what I'm told by the place I deam
Home of Shatt Res, where they raise him
Boy,
I don't play God, I really am him
That's why they don't get every move I

Dik Muzik 
You can’t mistake my sound
Well I’m Dik Muzik
Catch me when I’m in your town
I'm Richard to my friends
On a tour that never ends
I'm Ricky

for me

I'm pretty like Ricky come and grind with me
Relax baby you can take your time with me
Got That G Wagon put you in the driving seat
Keep

my stealth
Ricky Bobby in the race for the wealth
Gotta show love and hope good health
Pretty face, wont get the best of me
Childish grow up, no

Cubano, pretty bitch in Milano's
I keep the fuck in Prada, she keep me paras, I watch em
I Ricky Rosé her double M like a G
Ain't no over stepping me, we go

with Brick City
At the time she was fooling with Pretty Ricky
In '86 with your Salt N Pepa earrings
You was bugging out when I stole you them earrings

10 Fingers 11 Toes

The Ponys

Laced with Romance

Some people say that Ricky looks funny in his glasses
Susie's in black but that's how she always dresses
I'm tall and skinny and some people think I

The lighting made her look like she'd been captured
Sitting up and staring into space
Suddenly she turned to me and said "You seem pretty harmless"

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

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

just wanna cage you in
Got you hurt. Do you know your worth
You curving so many men
Insecure
Everywhere you go you turn heads
You more than just a pretty

Everyday I feel like a fucking video game 
Feel like I'm in a world, surrounded by the dead 
I know you don't care for me 
I know you don't love me

Everyday I feel like a fucking video game 
Feel like I'm in a world surrounded by the dead 
I know you don't care for me I know you don't love me too

hurt some memories and hard to ignore
I'm lyin I'm no angel walking right across your face
all this hurt by you will never find a single fuckin place
but