Lyrics:
hoe
I'm red leather, this cocaine I'm Rick James hoe
Bitch I'm Rick James if you want you can get it
Bitch I'm Rick James making money by the minute
beef when you boys barbecuin'
Know some real niggas posted on the block, Patrick Ewing
Step by step, I ain't got nothin' left
Been learned the game, I
died
Before all the dollars and nines
I knew that I was goin' somewhere
Let me take you back in time
(1970 somethin', 1970 somethin')
Before I even
up, get out
And do somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass you by
You got to
Get up, get out
And do somethin'
How will you make it if you
what I like
I like having exotic nights
I like taking exotic flights
Perky got me feeling right
I never had to cap or lie
Boy you a sucker this trap
up, get out
And do somethin'
Don't let the days of your life pass you by
You got to
Get up, get out
And do somethin'
How will you make it if you
a elephant (boom)
So if I got it them I'm sellin' it (sellin' it)
Need cheese cake like Frederick (who)
U hear the rederick prick u not a predict
Rick in
do somethin' for a real nigga
Go and do somethin' for a boss
Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin'
You got a ass make a nigga wanna buy a ring
You got
nigga
What the fuck I heard Rick drop, nigga? Talkin' somethin' 'bout a nose job, nigga
Ozempic got a side effect of jealousy and doctor never told
gotta try somethin'
(I'ma rob me some niggaz)
Plus I'm out of dope, you know gotta try somethin'
(I'ma rob me some niggaz)
Mane I'm fucked up, a nigga
(Du-dumb) (Dumb)
(D-d-do-do-dumb) (Dumb)
(Du-dumb) (Dumb)
(D-d-d-dumb) (Dumb)
[ VERSE 1 ]
Well, listen up, homeboys, I got somethin to say
About
(Du-dumb) (Dumb)
(D-d-do-do-dumb) (Dumb)
(Du-dumb) (Dumb)
(D-d-d-dumb) (Dumb)
[ VERSE 1 ]
Well, listen up, homeboys, I got somethin to say
About
There is no other
Check it out, check it out
All of you cock pullers are frontin'
Wave your arms around like you're some octopus or somethin
There's just one thing missing, baby, right about now
I need a sweet little somethin' like you got
Standing there red hot, tied up little tank top
you get dizzier
Who got my lighter? Your pants on fire
I won't stop buzzin' till I retire
I'm from California all the way to Yorkshire
Them niggaz
You know how we do
10 bitches with me by the pool
Know she love me but she playin it cool
Actin funny she got somethin to prove
Money comin in by
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'
You got to be startin' somethin'
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'
You got to be startin' somethin'
It's
grand
Pussy poppin', billin' shit, killin' shit, Son of Sam
Multi-billion dollar check on you fuckboys
Livin' life, it's your price, I got enough toys
stomach vomit
Listen, at times you hinder my vision
Blinded by your love and you got the room spinnin'
It's not jealousy the reason why I keep you
I got a raw bitch
Know this money bring envy, you prolly wan' be me
But bro, we can't beef 'bout no small shit
Oversea got the crowd doin' moshpits
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'
You got to be startin' somethin'
I said you wanna be startin' somethin'
You got to be startin' somethin'
It's
[Rick Ross]
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for
[Rick Ross]
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga
Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for
We can go all night i can make it alright
Now you don't owe me nothin'
But can you show me somethin'
Can I get somethin'
Can you show me somethin
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