Lyrics:
be touched
Niggas say I'm too much, I trust it's true
Why lie? See for yourself when I slide through
Drive by, your bitch say don't look, you do
Hey, baby, flyer than a learjet
Pretty face slim waist, thighs quite thick
Body bangin', baby, holla at me, "What it do"?
Looking sexy, so throwed
body
Don't like no outside bitch, I like a home body
First time me fuckin', I told nobody
Thought she was a Pretty Ricky bih, but she like Yo Gotti
Ricky (Sound Boy) de ooo yeah
Vybez oo oh oh oh oh oh
Baby stay with me i no be badman
Gimme special loving and i go dey your side
Sexy body you dey
was made by the maker of love
Your body that curve
Your hips in that skirt
The smell of a fragrance
Or a taste of sweetness
The passion,
David Bowie when I'm glossed up
Feeling Ricky when I'm bossed up
Keep the same energy when you see me
Keep the same energy
David Bowie when I'm
blade
Your body is so pretty but how will it look
When my perverted lust is stilled
No one to save you no parents or friends
Because they've already got
Shawty pretty like ricky
Said she want to come get me
I'm thinking hundred and fifties
Or big ass titties'
Don't like them friendly like a mean
Yeah, it's da boys Pretty Ricky
And I know some of y'all sexy ladies
Wanna know how we do it
I like it real slow
Like walking through the door
Naked
of attention baby
Every time you walk by
Pumped up and I’m feeling pretty faded
I’m in your section it’s a moment
I just got one question, I need to know
Where
pretty Ricky
She like it fast and slow
Oou your body a work art
Like a fashion show
She love to vent to me
Im her getaway
Ima pick you up at 8 oclock
Im
(yeah, ha, for real)
Ooh, your body natural (yeah), these other bitches plastic (for real)
I could tell you get that money by the way you actin'
Other
your fur
Here kitty kitty
Kitty
Here kitty kitty
Make your body pur
Pur purr purr
If you come I'll
Make you purr
Here kitty kitty
Let
daddy told me a pretty good people
And my momma she told me more
Said son if you don't quit your rowdy ways
You'll have trouble at your door
If it wasn't
on me, nigga, ain't no pickin' on me
We veterans so it's better if you go get your army
A thug holiday is where your body lay
Me and Trick Daddy come
on your poster
[Break]
[Verse Three: Masta Killa]
Be on the lookout for this mass murderous suspect
That fills more body bags than apartments in
me in blood
This is what you came for, now you can relax
I watch you die by a fucking heart attack
Suffocate your breathing now you're pretty lazy
I
you can be
Pretty picky sticky icky no quicky
Pretty Ricky yo favorite jam
Get juicy when I'm on your hot line
That late night special, don't rush cuz
taste
And, ooh, I hate to wait
Wanna lay your body down all over my plate
Once I blow the candles out, put it in my face
So tell me you gon' serve it
will have my niggas in your lobby
Just in case that I miss but that's very unhighly
Make the Ricky hit yo body
Did you hear me do you copy
Trying to find
Strips
Lift You wit the gauge like they did Ricky
I aint got a type, but tonight I'm Picky
Fuck ya Bitch to Pretty Ricky
Cut in Case my Kids Listen
Cause
Then I saw her pretty little face standin' right by the exit
I said, "It's funny that you here 'cause I know this really ain't your thing"
She said,
help but think manajatwa
So where you from we represent Crenshaw
Where they bang by law, slip your jack in your car
Oh, and I'm Kelly and her name
you belong.
Get your rest by the water,
Our body's getting hotter,
We be drumming to the early morn'
Now break it down slow,
Where I'm from, girl, is
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