Lyrics:
the shower, you might stink (yeah, yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (uh)
And she said "Lil Uzi so great" (uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate?
old cover
Fuck you bitch on the couch, no cover
Nigga fuck your couch, I'm Rick James, brother
She a super freak, she don't like no rubbers
Fuck
realities
I spit the hardest bars
(burp) I do it unplugged
Bet you can't top that mic drop
Wubalubadubdub!
Just watch Rick
I'm the boss with the monstrous
Uh, yea
Far as trapping?
Yeah
You know how I rock
But it ain't the hard
I'll put the barrel to your neck
Like a St. Bernard
Bugsy & Myers with
out
Look!
What up ray was speechless I ain't no what too say
Got the call like at 8 am with Nate saying
You had passed away I'm like why niggas
here..."
"Whoah, look out, here I come!"
"Michael
Jackson ... look what you've done!"
MICHAEL JACKSON
"You've spattered mud all over my dress with your old
Yeah, yeah
Baby boss (ooh), Rick Ross (ooh)
Goin' off (ooh), gravy sauce (skrt)
Give me the top with the lip gloss
NASA boy, bih I'm takin' off
[Busta Rhymes]
Why'know, my homey Treach from Naughty by Nature once said,
"If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto."
But
cause youre gonna see everbody you love die
But thats alright though, cause you followed the guide
By me, a god, a professional at lie
I go to church
you gonna hate
Like I ain't even done enough
Rick Owens pants ain't too tight it's just the bands fit right
Bars or the Rollie put them both on ice
She
life is delayed like the music has been
I lost all control when I signed with a pen
I sit on a bookshelf while I'm shelved again
And you say I'm selfish
Columbus
Yeah
I got the crown like a halo
International paper getting my pesos
Yeah
You didn’t watch my album trailer
You're setting yourself up for failure
think of success as only measured by your money
Cuz money never lasts in fact it's only last
On the list of impactful things one can ask for
So with that
and who cares how the Hell I feel?
Dangle it in front of me, sick of these teasers
Be Sharps second album, Bigger Than Jesus
With different songs for
away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)
[Verse 2]
I used to get dissed by
by the chicks in the club
Now they want to rub my belly wanna show ya boy some love
They see me iced up they be like wassup?
Try to jack me if you
Hope
Yeah, I'm on my way, I'm coming
Don't, don't lose faith in me
I know you've been waitin'
I know you've been prayin' for my soul
Hope, hope
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
by the pad
And walk on my marble floor
Just to say you blew with the remarkable
[Warren G]
Listen to me baby doll
I'm hated by many, loved by 213
To Brazil
You really took me by surprise
You said we've been walking out of step
now for a while
our time is out
I never thought you'd go this far
leaving a trace
Changing dimensions you stuck in suspension
Your not even tripping that people been missing
Worry Free is the worlds prescription
Rick
by a fuckin demon bitch, you need some fuckin exercise
She a basket case so I call that hoe green day
A mean way, she pay, maybe we can indulge
[benzino]
Get anybody on your roster who could freak with Ray
Obie Trice you a busta I don't think you wanna play
[echoes whilst obie is talking]
they leave in pairs
With a detail, cause you know how them dogs be
Feel they inner Rick Ross and slip em' Bill Cosby's
If you a downer stay the fuck
.jpg/240px-Rick_Springfield_5-09-2014_-7_(14150002904).jpg "Rick Springfield")
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