Lyrics:
the threepoint line
Yall blind cause lil Ricky was a skater boy who listened to Pretty Ricky
Now he shooting the crowd
Seen his momma cry, she thought she can
clothes, pretty ass toes
Oh, how I love these pretty ass hoes
Pretty ass, high class, anything goes
Catch 'em in the club throwing pretty ass 'bows
Long
a single solitary one
It's only a dream
A dream
When I dream I'm not lonely
I'm sorry
How long does forgiveness take
I hated him to death
I go to sleep
And I
sticks, long way let off of 50
I'm on the south, I done popped out with 50 No, he can't run leave em stretch out like Ricky
I just went switched up
opportunities pass you by?
I used to be a pretty passive guy
Since before I was a goddamn mastermind (uh-uh, woo)
In that castle of mine, I came up in half
time, but there's so much more
How 'bout conversation, some communication
Someone who loves you and stimulates your mind, baby
A pretty little girl
Came a long from twenty sixteen got the ball in my hand won't fumble
I remember pencil tapping in the back of the class the teachers was on ass
Fast
Look how she moving
Language of love I can tell that she fluent
Sent from above I just hope I don't ruin
All of my moves it's my shot that I'm shooting
outta ten
Busy setting trends
Hot
You not
By a long shot
Ooooh Weeee
That's how pretty bois shine
That's what pretty bois do
Yeah he do anything just
Ha
Mwah
Ricky Racks
Ha, ha
Whoo
All that ass sittin' on your back, you got potential (ha)
You got potential (whoo), you got potential (wow)
like it by the bonfire heat
If it gets too hot we can take it to the creek (I need to know)
Let's make it last all night long (just tell me how)
Tell
by day
I mean who's to say
Who's to say, you find an answer when living?
What if you just die?
What if life as we know it is all a dream?
What if we
a long time I felt this weight on me
Something that I could never push off
Maybe it was depression maybe it was regret
But ever since I met you I can feel
because I'm in the gallardo, laughing like Ricky Ricardo (ha ha ha ha)
With the 4-pounder, pretty gangsta shit
I'm the co-founder, I know the difference
Switch on the blicky its pretty like Ricky
This shit could get sticky & Icky
You screaming out Ricky
Im really gone pick me a nigga
Like back when
the block wit me, G**** on me
Shop with me properly
I'll get ya high as astrology
Slide on ya hood no apologies
Switch on the blicky its pretty like Ricky
like LeBron James
The chrome fo'-fo' pretty like Ricky Fontaine
My gorillas kill a man
We thicker than
That wic check peanut butter that come in that big
I got it
Your mom is so fat (How fat is she?)
Your mama is so big and fat that she can get busy
With twenty-two burritos, but times are rough
I
I got it
Your mom is so fat (How fat is she?)
Your mama is so big and fat that she can get busy
With twenty-two burritos, but times are rough
I
fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
Ur legs to strong doing sex with pretty Ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking like
I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Yeah
It's Ricky
Ricky
Look
I put my best foot first
I'm tryna get by like excuse me
I let her hit the smoke
Me knowing this how lady's like it
We counting thousand stacks
I'm on my 89th
She on her 21st
Feel like a pretty curse
you? Go 'head now
How long are you gon' stick around?
When the money get low
It's like I never see your pretty smile
But at least I know (ah, yeah)
So any talent added Ricky grabbed it by force
Oh damn I had it before
Tryna add to the score
I'm tryna take it to heights
I never measured before
Just
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