Lyrics:
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
no Rick
You gon’ taste this fist
Imma add you to my list
I flex so much shit
You can’t do it like this
Your girl sucks this dick
She gimme a lick
You
a damn lie
Look at the bitches I fuck
Yeah a pint in my cup
Now I'm smoking on dead guys
I fell in love with the red eye
Took what I want as I ran by
Nah
Don't try and spin it
You don't know me
Hook :
Shawty Said she Love me
Call my dick Rick the ruler
Pistol in her Berkin
Better believe She my Shooter
while she holding the stick (She suckin dick while she)
Mix up designer got strings on my Rick (strings on my rick)
And she do what I say I got strings
sleep with you for free
Baby, I thought you were in love with me
But obviously, your just a groupie (Groupie Love!)
[Verse 1:]
See, I got a clue
got no
Class you know that's truancy
I don't want the panties off
Unless it's done by me
Rick Ross voice you know it costs
To be a boss like me
So many
love to rake it all
She don't even want a Birkin, want a Rick bag yeah she lakin off
I know his pockets hurtin that's why he big mad can't even play it
Say she wanna get choked but not by the noose
She got a man he don't know what to do
Fuck 1 bad bitch I need 2
I blew out her back and then she
real world is, only a dream
I love you cat
I love you too
Jour body moved slow and your brain did too
Your mind was wrecked by drugs
I'm glad I don't
Came far from a horrible event
I’m sorry for the arms that I bent
Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint
God, He ain’t got no sense
Whiteboy wild like Rick
love can say.
I'm say-yay-yaved by,
I'm saved by, by,
Nothing you can do, nothing you can say,
Only love can say
much love from my city yeah I don't need a lable
Got a 4 of the wokhardt pour it in a faygo
I'm living in real life you live in a fable
Can't comprehend
she love me but I know she selling dreams
Told me that she love me, she just wanna join the team
Baby this is Rick Owens mix it with Celine
You ever
sleeps
In his spare time the captain paints vaginas
But the crown prince grows flowers
Return to the bar, return to the dock
I love the city and I love
know you've been on the grind, I know you haven't had time
You're down in Houston, I've still been in Lubbock
You keep making music and I always love
Yeah, Kanye, Bump J, and I'm Rick James
Bitch coming at you live
You wanna lock me down, cuff me up
Since we hooked up, baby I'm on the run
(I
most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just teller to
Holla and hit
a hollow
Men don't steal
Hey most don't borrow
And if you smoke crack
Slick Rick
That's the motto
All I need is one mic
Yeah the custom model
If she ask just
and ma duke
How much I love the both of you
I know all the strain we been through
But it's of no consequence cause we're comin through
[ VERSE 1: Mos Def
just poured a whole six in my drank two liter
Bad bitch by my side , she gone ride imma keep her.
Know I love that smoke , let that 30 it's gone greet ya
everything me and you
Blinded by your love
Blinded by your
Lost control
This feeling's strange
I crave your soul
Nothing can compare
All I want just me
I swang on em swang on em [repeat x2]
[Bun B]
Now if you come to this t.e.x.
Betta show some love cause homey you don't wanna see me plex
We be
Yeah, Aye, Yeah
Swish, gang, gang, gang, gang
Got forgiato drip on a nigga
I be getting money getting money getting bigger
If you want the smoke pull
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