Lyrics:
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
his hat
Wants to know where your husband's at
I don't know, he's on his way to the pen
Come on pretty mama, let's get on the road again
Went to my
to do
I want to talk to you
Hey, don't want to talk to you
What you mean by that boy
I don't want to talk to you
I recognize you as being
a party in the place
And you´ll be rock it tonight
So bring your body with you baby
And I make you feel right
It´s a pretty celebration
deep, you hit my seafloor
Got me singing like Alicia
Got me using all your lingo
Tell your girlfriend that you single
Call me over 'cause I go hard
It's hard to know what you want
Could you be
A little less sour?
We're rottin' by the hour
And my heart's rotten too
And every film I watch
I
just that I am not in the market
For a boy who wants to love only me
Yes, and I ain't sayin' you ain't pretty
All I'm saying's I'm not ready for any
(word)
Let me spell my name out for you, it's Ricky,
R, ravishing
I, impress
C, Courageous, so careless
K, for the Kangols which I've got
That I
The sound that you're listenin' to
Is from my guitar that's named Lucille
I'm very crazy about Lucille
Lucille took me from the plantation
Or you
Well it's a great life if you don't weaken but who wants to be strong
Well I don't guess I'll ever make a million I just want enough to get by
Tell ya girlfriend to come talk with my dawg
We straight G's and we came here to ball
Bottle after bottle and I'm sure you count em all
Then we off
little baby)
That's why you're my little baby (my little baby)
I don't want love on the skin
It's got to come from deep within
That's why you're my
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
where that came from
I still got more money
The look in your eyes, I know you want some
I still got more money
Pour it up, pour it up (ayy)
That's
his hat
Wants to know where your husband's at
I don't know, he's on his way to the pen
Come on pretty mama, let's get on the road again
Went to my
a little loving, just before you pass away
Pretty baby, I'm goin' away and leave you by yourself
Pretty baby, I'm goin' away and leave you by yourself
you, pretty baby
I think you're fine
I'd like to love you
But Darling, I'm imprisoned by these
Chains
My baby's got me locked up in chains
the world is
'Cause I envy the way that you move
Show me how pretty the world is
'Cause I want something just a little bit louder
All spun awake
I
want to diss, I said "It's over you waste of time BITCH"
Tried to kiss her friend, twice then a third
She said "Stop, Rick", but didn't tell her friend
you, pretty baby
I think you're fine
I'd like to love you, but
Darling, I'm imprisoned by these
Chains, my baby's got me locked up in chains
Baby here I am
I'm the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you gotta' come home with me
I have got some good old lovin'
And I
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
and I really want you to get close to me
so won't you dance with me, dance
you must be crazy
It's ridiculous how you put your lips on this
Don't kiss right there, girlfriend, I'm ticklish
And I be switchin' fees with a wrist
aren't home
Yeah, their girlfriends are not home
He hit me up, like, are you alright? I'm almost sober, so I guess I'm fine
Oh no, I think he had a baby,
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