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lie you really dumb 
Can’t ride in the whip with a Nigga unless you kin sum 

Blickky hold the fifty uh
Run get done like Ricky uh 
Sayin that you got

be outside we can't stay in 
Three bad hoes at the Holiday Inn 
Bitch I be rolling like Michelin man
She missing me she not missing her man 
You say

has got me
Lit like the tip, and yet oddly oddly
Should say you're like Ricky Bobby
Cuz you racing like a Ferrari Rari
Cuz the way you move your body
It

My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them

Okay, right, we're here live in the studio with Ricky Jamaraz (Hi everyone)
Hello everyone (Hiii)
This is the final track of your new album!

lost my soul to my selfishness
So long, so long
It was hard to hold the separateness
For so long, for so long
But I turned into a better man
Yeah, yeah

Blow em down ‘inna alley like Ricky 
It get ‘icky 
Ain’t no drive-bys with ‘shotties we all walking down with ‘glizzy’s

In this shit it get ‘icky

on yo door
like sofaygo
we know where you stay
Ricky my denim
I came in like venom
no covid
this glock 19 bring pain
I’m not a typical
watch what you say

brand new Margielas
Ricky wax denims, i'm stuffing racks in em'
I'm putting on fashion no matter the weather
I put that shit on a whole 'nother level
I'm

can't pay their rent
Entitlement one hundred percent
Is what causes our selfishness torment
And we're blinded by advertising's harassment
For material

name is Iverson
I lost my ring, but I'm trying man
What if police started dying man?
Up in the streets, where they fire man
By any means, I'm a Malcolm

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

problem
There's something deep inside me and I
Can't seem to resolve it
My worst days, man I just want to revolver
My best days I'm blinded by all this fog

Walked in this bitch and I'm feeling like da man
Man yeah told the bitch I'm coming with the bands
Yeah white hoe off the molly and the fucking xans

Que Mas Da (I Don't Care) [Luny Tunes Reggaeton Mix]

Ricky Martin

Life

2005

of my life
And my queen like Evie
And you didn't even tell me you leavin'

I had to hear about it on Escandalo T.V.
Now who's this man creeping in

my own man
Did this shit by myself got my own bands
Y'all boys fucked up got no plans
I can see me in a Lamb down Rosecrans
Got some niggas on the East

came in
He said, "Hey Rick, don't you know playin' with these snakes is a sin?"
He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me right out the store
He said,

Mona Lisa

Slick Rick

The Great Adventures of Slick Rick

1988

came in
He said, "Hey Rick, don't you know playin' with these snakes is a sin?"
He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me right out the store
He said,

beers in the year of '05
It was kind of loud, but the crowd began to thin out by around about nine
I met a man named Ricky, more he drank the more his

Sponsor billboards round the outfield
The announcer climbs up top to call the play by play
Blue yells, "Play ball!" It's the crack of the bat
The season is

ain't even working
Suitors are lurkin, don't even make no sense, pay no rent, making me tense, God damn

Hittin' that Ricky Ricardo cuz Lucy in love with

Only trust me and myself
And in that heavy metal Devil that would
Send me straight to Hell wit' it
Thought it was no helping it
Selfishness was celibate

I run to that bag, while you walking
Bitch get off yo ass
I'm like Ricky Bobby, you ain't first
Bitch then you in last
Put it in the stash, catch

He was always by my side
I'm so thankful I'm gifted
For all the things that he did me I'm lifted
Now I'm back in my zone
Now I feel like I've grown