Lyrics:
Rick Ross
Go to jail pod boss
Paint away bob Ross
Yes I smoke no recollection
Trump is out next election
Only fat mid section
I am smart intellection
I may never be able to forgive myself
Bitch
Where's ya man's at? Springfield? New Zealand? Iran?
Ya man's at home watching Bob Ross reruns
Residence
Y you taking this too far
Woman: Come on, get up
Man: sucks teeth Rick'll give me some money
Man: Chill out, I'll go tomorrow
Pass me a beer
Well I'm
and who we left for dead
Who are you niggas? Why argue niggas?
The truth is the truth, I really put my scars on niggas
They wear them lifetime, they tell
a sauna
Gonna (gonna) take my time (my time)
To raise my (Hey Young World)
Inspired by Rick and Vance Wright
Trying not to boogie with the devil take my
Bobby Marley
She riding dick like a Harley Harley
Slick Rick like la di da di
Party party
My god
I done got here through lies and blood
And they
away from you
Why are you so far away?
Why am I so far away from you
I want to be hidden far away
I don't wanna be seen by no one else but you
I think I
motherfuckers
(Man it's fuck the world)
Still dropped my nuts and dragged them
Y'all been owing me, I'm like Rick grimey with this forty-four magnum
Make
way out of space (yeah)
Please better watch your tone, YSL, feel like cologne
Why you be callin' my (bitch)
I don't even mean by (you)
Rollie
Too Hard To Be Sure
by Rick Moore
The night can’t hide the problem
but we won’t say a thing
and I don't quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo that's it
Step by step, I put an end to your fun
Cause I'm the chosen one, yes me my son
A young kid
saur-kraut
Fucking sounds repeating in my head
I’ve started to doubt if I’ll be affected by death
[Chorus]
My body says no, and my mind says I don’t know
wrist's all froze
Champagne's in my glass
I'm surrounded by hoes
You know you know
You know that I fuck shit up
You know you know
You know that I fuck shit
pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry
it my way
I was faded in the daylight
Elevated up in cloud nine
I don't need no one to get by
If you wanna judge me, that's fine
'Cause I'm all
it, why the psych can't do it?
Jimmy Swaggart did it, why the psych can't do it?
Lil Rick did it, why the psych can't do it?
Smoke a dip, flip
get pressed
You getting fucked by your contract what the fine print says
Told you once I told you twice, I get the Lamb it's over rice
I whip the Lamb
It's mobbin'... this shit sinister
Straight sinister mob
Rick Rock you did this? (Yeah!)
[Verse One]
I don't spit metaphors (metaphors) I spit
Can't drag the knack I slap like
Tyson on some boom bap
This exactly how Rick do rap
Swear I won't stick to trap
But I will stick a fag to clap ya
hey, I'm doing OK.
And I'll get back to you if you come back to me.
Oh, here we go.
Just like a broken record skippin' apart
That we both oughta know by
Grind
Words & Music by: Rick Denzien
night is falling
the time is near
when the stars appear
and day is gone
time is closing
on us all
and it won't
y'all
Through my wins in lows I still peak and reach the goal
Too much I think so
This not Rick, Four Seván
Over the Eastside now I'm flipping
Call me
featuring Slick Rick Snoop Doggy Dogg
I falls off into a party in the N.Y.C.
Niggaz lookin at me strange but they lovin my chain
Bang bang
I can't even play around
Its Chrome on these Ricks you know that shit cost a grip
I can't even play around
The service went to roam I guess that mean
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