Lyrics:
up on your grind
And all these women talking and hollering about niggas ain’t shit
But be the main ones trying to break a nigga bank line
Everybody
Bitch I'm Rick James making money by the minute
Bitch I'm Rick James classy women get to stripping
The minute I get up in it Mr. Ricky now a Ginuea uh
watchie watchie
I'm trying to get to her but everybody's watching
Wheneva she walks by, everybody wa-ave, sigh
All me dudes dey want fi get a piece
everybody know, keys open doors (keys-keys open doors)
But bricks open windows
Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more
Built this form the tile up
Main Source forever, crews got to get more clever
Whatever, just have your shit together
'Cause it's '91, which means not a thing
'Cause for
give to me now!
Got me burning up!
I love to write words on a blank white sheet
When the rhyme's complete everybody goes...uhhh
cs I'm beginning to emit
pretty boy, yea
Shawty say she want a pretty boy
Pretty boy, pretty boy
She know she want a pretty boy, yea
I got that sauce that get you out of your seat
Gotta be an early birdy if you want that worm
Gotta get your feathers dirty, you can't wait your turn
Gotta kick the drum like Pretty Purdie,
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
Pretty girls pop champagne (Pagne)
When I get lonely it rains
My heads been in a spin cycle
I’ve been by myself like a unicycle
I talk to other
ooh ah sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
ride
(Them boys ride)
Them boys ride
(Them boys ride)
Everybody get up
Them boys ride
(Them boys ride)
Them boys ride
(Them boys ride)
Them
again it gets pretty rough
But when I have you in my arms baby
You know I just cant, I just cant get enough
Oh yeah
Everybody's gotta live (yes,
my main squeeze, No Weaint gotta tell nobody
These hoes they love to fuck on YG
Get to jumping on my dick Acrobatic hoe let my cock breathe, she wet
Play a record by my favorite band
Jump up enjoy the sound
Show everybody how just how you get down
Get loose now, get down
Everybody everybody
McCain
Yeah, I'm backin' on a hard-ass drum beat On the corner of 1st and Main Street
Gettin' fucked through a chair and a snare drum Everybody just
again it gets pretty rough
But when I have you in my arms baby
You know I just cant, I just cant get enough
Oh yeah
Everybody's gotta live (yes,
´toy enamorao
cnd everybody tells me lately que yo ´toy enamorao
Because i get myself pretty everytime i go to pray
Because i get myself pretty everytime
on them pills
Dade County dope-boy, best believe I'm 'bout dat doe
Chose come up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got
one of us
Shit he even got a plan for you
So keep pushing and keep hope alive ya know
Yea yea look
Its time get up off your ass you watching time
up get em yep, we ain't really by that def
Yeah, I'm the future, got the goons 'round me
And yeah I rep my city, bitch
I'm from Dade County
Ay!
lookin'
And if I say Jesus everybody start bookin'
Get out the kitchen when I'm cookin'
Pot sideways, whipping that whipping that bass
That's what they
are with me
I had to go get me ah
Running like Ricky
Whole city is litty
We busy on making it pretty like ah
Baltimore we're makin a comeback
Run that
screaming like you love war
Everybody's crazy
And somebody's gon' get shot, get robbed, get done, get stomped, get dropped
Ladies love thugs and my thugs
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