Lyrics:
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this
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
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
Guess who
J to the Lo
F to the A-B
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I'm ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right Now (oh)
I keep women in thongs comin'
lil' wiser, maybe a lil' more violent
Blame it on America
Fuck it
I'm pulling off the lot, I bought it cash
Her future bright, don't give a fuck
-Otto
Ella tiene algo Que me pone mal
Que no logro descifrar i aaaa aay
Es algo ilógico, hasta ilógico
Que al pensar
miro su cuerpo y quiero
and drivin',
No police lights,
No police sirens,
I'm headed to the club, lokin' for a freak,
To spread a lil' love, to spread a couple cheeks,
Pull up
and drivin',
No police lights,
No police sirens,
I'm headed to the club, lokin' for a freak,
To spread a lil' love, to spread a couple cheeks
Pull up
And, no, my niggas, but I like the sound
Lil' Kim and Jigga, it sound like figures
Killas be quiet, my niggas bring the riots
Tough talk, tough
quieres que te apriete, mami
Dime como quieres que te muerda, mami
Te entrego la llave de mi cuerpo
Ven pos·¹e y no pierdas mas tu tiempo
Quiero tocarte,
exactly how you feel
Pateks, Audemars, and Rollies, perfect timing while I call lil' woadie
Trap house without no door key, ballin' hard, not talkin' Kobe
a good man, how 'bout that?
No way in hell I'm defined by the stat
Smokin' that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that
took it back
I can't even focus so I'm always smoking gas
Took my heart away and sold it like a dime bag
You made me heartless, girl you made my heart
litigate the case
I'd be the guy at sues money dreams
Manifest when I do
Like I just planted a food
Oh i guess this plantan will do
Been the shining, no
have these bitches
You know me its Mr Dime a Dozen
Mr 10 more of these bitches at the crib you know I'm never lovin
I went to hit the bitch and pass her
He said that I was impressive, and I should make this a grind.
& sold him, one of my tapes, a lil over a dime.
Ain’t got no time to be laxin, i
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
día (día)
Dime qué necesita' (-sita')
Baby, know that I got it (got it)
Sabes que soy Anitta (Anitta)
Yo pongo el culo pa'rriba
La L 'e mantequilla
soledad
Que no me sienta nada bien
Querida, querida
Dime cuando tu, dime cuando tu
Dime cuando tu vas a volver, ah, ah
Dime cuando tu, dime
rapper in the game no arguing (arguing)
And I don't even write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com
we met, I'll never forget oh how I missed you through baby
[Mr. Sancho]
Baby look at what I do just to get by you when I really wanna know you
True
trick on no hoes
This the code, we live by the code
Why you hard on your niggas but you soft on a ho?
I'm a ho, I know I'm a ho (I am)
I'ma go, you
this cake dawg
Give niggas a break, nah, you know how the game go
Fuck you think I slang fo', to go against the grain (no)
I'm out here to grind mo',
shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it
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