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my phone I decline
That's just how I'm feeling today (ohh)
Might rock the Ricky with the nine
If that's how I'm feeling today
Babygirl got in her

i be
Rocking my ray's and i'm talking about bands
Remember them days, I was rocking them vans
Now i'm in the field and i'm chasing a bag boom

no VenMoin'
Light the J like I be Lin knowin'
The bay I'm ignorin'
Blow the paper like a vent blowin'
Just like some rent blowin
It's Tunechi, yo,

Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!

somethin'
By 10:45, I be done popped out with a book or somethin'
It's 11:00 now, I'm fresh and I done made a fifty
I fuck around and go to day shift just

Running down the hall while I'm tweeting on my phone
I keep getting tripped up by the vines in the stone
Passing up the rooms with the crones making moans

My belt buckle cost 250
They don't know what to do with me
Gotdamn
I'm gonna win and my shoes Ricky
They don't know what to do with me
Gotdamn
My

Don't do love, I just get distant I'm big strike gang , them niggas bitch

They said, lil' bro was tryna catch a brain hopped out broad today trim
Like,

Y'all people front with it
I'm up all night my knees is getting stronger and that's by the day
I put my heart up in a fucking cuban and locked it away

Damn I'm so stylish
I'm top model wildin
Damn I'm so stylish
These bitches be wildin
And I can spot my hoes by the thousands
Like they islands
Damn

boy, yeah, this shit get risky
I shoot him in the back, have him yellin' out, Ricky
And I'm ballin' like Bobby, but I'm sellin' all the Whitney
Sippin'

it by the gram, money loves my hands
I pull a few bands out a plastic bag
And it all add up
I'm real good with the math
I turn a quarter of the gas

pretty bitch (on god)
Off rip tell em suck on my dick
I'm not Tryna make friends
I'm just tryna get rich
Vans on, tatted up big drip
Gotta glam on my hip

York with a whole lotta cash hit up 375 for the Ricky and Raf
I step in giuseppe I blast if you test me we hop out the whip and them nines on yo ass
I'm

dinledikçe
Duymiyim sakın bir yerde 745 ensende
Katma, değer, vergisiyle beğen
Bir başkadır vibe'ım feelin like i'm Ferdi Özbeğen
Dinle beni yeğen çoktur seni

she screaming like ricky I fuck but don't lock on the kitty
Just sent you the sticky just make sure I'm sitchy
Cause these niggas mouses like minnie
I

me the drop I'm coming slide
Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding
And imma get back free lil' tweety if that Glock stay by

covered by every prayer
Mama a Christian, when I get to tripping
She put holy water behind my ear
But I'm thuggin' thy shall not fear, forgive 'em thy

(Well hello there)
(This is story about a naughty boy named Ricky)
(Twas the night before Christmas
And everything was all swell and well
Until one

tonight
My thoughts get drowned until I feel alright
I keep drinkin' 'til I'm someone I don't recognize (Yeah)
I got wasted (Woah, ayy)

And I'm taken by

call me Ricky way I smoke it
I'm with Q in the Stu' we smoking weed with some brews
Put you in your place with my sword I'mma cut you
My verses are like

do is bout a dollar I been too genuine
You can bring yo hoes around me not choosing I'm picky
Just don't talk behind my back and do me like Ricky
Hit

found that disturbing
You're watching The Ricky Jamaraz Show
Get me out of here, I'm not doing this-

I had a dream that you were dying
And it's not

They Point

E-40

Block Brochure: Welcome to the Soil, Vol. 2 [Deluxe Edition]

2012

pointin', they pointin'
They like damn

Like Ricky Ross, everyday I'm hustlin'
Gettin' off weight (like who?) Jennifer Hudson
Pack a hammer, Thor
Shooter,