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a three-piece
I walked by like I didn't see
He said,
Excuse me, I don't usually say this to no guy
But you're pretty in the face, and you thick as Black Chyna

Leaf ain't it kinda funny
How you're making an album nobody is gonna listen to 
And rapping bout shit that nobody cares about
That's pretty funny

even consistent as a fantasy revenge song
At times she's going to show him by looking pretty
Then she's going to show him
By first discovering he has

fucked that bitch in my rick owens
But I paid a pretty penny so don't fuck em' up
AMG Benz
Look at my wrist
I paid a car note for this shit
Look at his

of these songs were, directly or indirectly, inspired or at the very least influenced by The Mayor of Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffet, to whom this album is

Could've bought a new gun, what I spent on my charm
I get cheese by the pound, this is not Parmesan
I'm smokin' broccoli, countin' up lettuce
In love with

This is dedicated to all the pretty girls
(Just the pretty girls?)
And the ugly girls too! (Alright)
To me you pretty anyway baby

Didn't I

Blinded by the future
Everything is past
Walking with my head down, God don't let this last
She wear pretty colors
Makes up what I lack
In muted

I'm just cruising in the coupe
Because my tunes sound better
Kingpin, I got my own damn agenda
Pretty Ricky, if I want her, I'ma get her
I ain't got

leave by three
And there's one pretty girls
Sitting beside me and he's like 'T'
And she's wifey so he's like 'B'
But she likes me
I get all the girls

The boys collabed and dropped a new album
Hoping me and you can collaborate and drop some new babies (Ok)
I'm entranced by your face
You give me just one

Ricky Moss blowing up all over the seas
I'm so pretty, I do it for the city, I'll bruise you up like a hickey, word to Lil Dicky
I'ma trippy, skinny,

Yo what's up guys welcome to the Nasy podcast
It is your host, King Squishy
And welcome to this lovely album we call "The Youngins"
So today I got

was on the car like Leonardo
Two-tone Benz sittin' pretty like Winnie Harlow
Ridin' off laughin' loud as Ricky Ricardo
Ha, y'all niggas know

sound like
LCD Soundsystem
I even got his voice down in the intro
When I was talking about The Strokes
By the way if you didn't get that joke
I don't know

by myself and I

Can't stop, no, fucking with these bitches, gotta
Lock down, cause my heart been feeling extra stronger
Want you, but I know I can do

pretty much all anyone can say now
Lil Culture ain't even talking clothes when he says you rappers all have the same style
Same style
Lil Culture's not

surround me
Bass drop, baby now I'm ready for take off
I'm Ricky Bobby riding, chasing cougars in race cars
Space bars
Cantina typing my memoirs
Pull my

Ivins sending hate mail
Bussin' down some twins like nine/eleven yea they both fell
(Haha that's fucked up)
Pretty, do 'em like it's Ricky
Got them AR

my drip ya I'm fly wit it
Ya ya
I'm going up in my city
Go and tell Lani that she looking pretty
I go and I make and I make and I bring it
Pop up wit

listening
It's kinda like you met her

I heard she's raised by an assassin
Learned the elements of magic
And she alchemizes tragedy
Secretly she's so romantic

Yeah
Never let me fly like Timmy
On my block, Lil Ricky
Still get sticky
When I see gyal from Timperley
Them tings move too petty
Think they pretty

of shit before all of this
Well now I feel completely empty
Spent a week lost in albums made by my friends
Near the only thing that helps me feel rested

Pull up in a SRT I'm Speeding
Pretty face but I swear that bitch a demon
Hit it once now I swear that hoe is fiending
Oh my God, holy shit
Bitch I'm