Lyrics:
you gonna be wit him, can't belive that this is happenin
[samples]
[Slick Rick]
Well, I should say fine and phone wit coin
but though you say that I'm
And a season don't go by that niggaz don't show off
and break some laws so they can take some drawers home
Or straight perpetrate, all cause they learned wrong
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
and bail with my nigga Slick Rick-why
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you fuckin paper haters
I'm dippin in my
I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I'm into real estate, in a realer state of mind
We came for trigger
the paycheck! (Mhmm)
A lettergram said that you're ahead of him
Nowhere on the planet nigga can't rap better than
So know that I'm the flyest, bypass
by
hoe
I'm red leather, this cocaine I'm Rick James hoe
Bitch I'm Rick James if you want you can get it
Bitch I'm Rick James making money by the minute
was just with her bitch we drove
If you want this ice, then you jump in that wave
You better believe these niggas dove
They only want ice and that's all
get this lit
You don’t get this hip
You can’t flex like this nah
Nah
Cause i’m slick slick slick
It’s like i’m rick rick rick
Got a chain around my neck
and bail with my nigga Slick Rick-why
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can't twist me, you fuckin paper haters
I'm dippin in my
my nigga Kid Capri on this G shit
Dial tail and bail with my nigga Slick Rick-why
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can
Ready to party, just you and me.
Rolling dice, neon lights, the city alive,
In Sin City, anything can thrive.
Drinking shots, popping pills, no holding
souls) those grounded I inspire to lift
'Em up, the holy ghost and the frquency of your audio speakers
There set on all that can reach us, by now were
She gonna put a nigga name on it
I just dropped a whole thang on it
I'm making USD's overseas
That's U.S. dollars that you can't achieve
Fucked my
think that I'm lying huh
Gotta keep that fire tucked
I ain't with all that dying young
She get weak when I walk by her
She know I like her
She fell like
note I keep it G
Like track four, kick in the door by BIG
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I promise you'll find the key
To that punchline, I'm
sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
rock the beat with your hand
That's right, so don't try to front the move
As you become motivated by the funky groove
You can see me and Earl chillin'
came in
He said, "Hey Rick, don't you know playin' with these snakes is a sin?"
He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me right out the store
He said,
came in
He said, "Hey Rick, don't you know playin' with these snakes is a sin?"
He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me right out the store
He said,
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my JVC
're falling in love and you don't wanna believe it
That love shit I do not believe in
Can somebody prove me wrong?
No, I don't think so, I don't think so
Take
my nigga Kid Capri on this G shit
Dial tail and bail with my nigga Slick Rick-why
And all you niggaz talkin bullshit can just miss me
Can
realities
I spit the hardest bars
(burp) I do it unplugged
Bet you can't top that mic drop
Wubalubadubdub!
Just watch Rick
I'm the boss with the monstrous
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