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hazing
Cause the meds are coming late
And i'm left alone braining
On my best days it's ricky
On the worst days it's trevor
Hope i'm doing this shit
For

this chop

Bitch I'll do you like Ricky 

Why I do love her?

Idk but she pretty

Could've hadda that bitch 

But she found me with a kickey 





Ion

gang, how the fuck you getting hoed by a bitch
Var got a big ass chop, with some tits on it
The stove ain't have no motion, I threw a brick on it
Why

no estate
Bet you bitches felt safe, but fuck it

Life is a gamble, I'm feeling lucky
Let me out the fucking gates, I'm bucking
Even pretty ricky can

the
Sickest and the stupidest stuff
The weather's pretty pleasant
I'm feeling like a legend
I represent intelligence
You represent the peasents
I'm spitting

pulls and pass
Smoking that sticky looking pretty like Ricky
Make a good kiss left a hicky
Shout out to my West Coast killer bees
We got the cure for rap

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Everywhere I go I keep that fuckin' shine on me
Bitch I feel like pretty

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

friends, but she still hella pretty
I'm takin' shots back to back like I'm Ricky
Not tryna know who I am and it's shitty
Man, I'm drunk as fuck
Yeah, it's

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

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

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

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

girl you know you gone be mine
Yea I'm a eat it up and beat it up and slow and grind
Baby girl we listening to Pretty Ricky yea you mine
Yea yea
Yea you

All black, fit on

Got a pretty bitch, she put that shit on
Remember them days me and trell didn't have shit on
I'm just by myself on the balcony

show me pity
I'm the youngest, that's how I'm coming from my city
Now all the girls I thought was bad
Not even attracted, don't call them pretty
And if

Come to yo city
Might fuck up yo city
Gotta know I keep a pretty bitch with me
Fucking her long we ain't doin no quickies
Blowing her back out like

They're just thoughts that I think and feelings that feel real 
And feel natural, and oh yeah, mom...by the way, I like girls

Drop the judge
Drop the tapes

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

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

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