Lyrics:
a cig
I'm makin' better decisions
Girl, you shine like a ray, you Issa 'nem
This the Ricky Martin, Spanish string, you feel
We be strummin' through
Hello Ricky.
Do you wanna come over tonight?
I’ll be home by 11.
I’ve been thinking about you…
R-r-r-r-Ricky Gourmet
Girl
Well whatcha gonna do when
comes to mine
I feel like Pac, Biggie, Pac, Biggie
Sucka walk up on me, talking like he know me
Ain't no co defendant do my dirt all by my lonely
Everybody looking at me like I'm one that's up next
Ashton Martin with the roof off, look how I fucking flex
Never wanted me and now they wanna kiss up on my
something about her love making me need that
Come on
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding me down
And you
"Dimelo, papi," he come with a truck
He gon' make a tab and I'm runnin' it up, gracias!
Let me welcome you, get introduced to the king
Bentleys,
me
So many shadows say I'm shady
But it's just Ricky Sammie and Jamie
Whoa!
They say I'm losing control
Schizophrenia
That's what I've been told…
mean I'm barely sober
Last time I got played by a bitch was last October
Now they calling for young RiveRGawD like bae come over
All eyes when I walk up
was feeling blue
I said-a, "Don't cry (dry your eye)
Here comes your mother with those two little guys"
Her mean mother stepped up, said to me (hi)
Come up and down on him straight away
Come up and down on him straight away
Hello hello cried Henry Martin
What makes you sail so nigh aye
I'm a rich
aquí el plan solo era tenerte
Si me detengo a esperarte me come el talón la muerte
Cruzamos el portal, no fue una puerta ni un puente
On my city,
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
and I might leave him at your door
Man I'm smoking on your homie man that shit it got me low
Fucked your bitch and make her swallow damn your bitch she
degree
From the powers that be
I'll never be free
Either they see the black or white of me
You say, let it be
Either black or white, let it be
But I'm
You never did me wrong
Baby come back home I can't do this on my own
Rocking Chrome Heart with this Ricky
Mix it with V-lone
I cant find no wock so
This is the remix yeah yeah
Quiero un mclaren audio o Ferrari
Para ir a 200 turbo Bugatti
Diseño de lambo deluxe Aston Martin
Me siento exclusivo
the walks in the parks
I ain't come to play games, I just wanna play my part
Tell ya girlfriend come talk with me, dog
We straight Gs' then we came here
think I'm Malcom X, Martin Luther
Add a King, add a Junior
Some bible verses, couple sunnas
An AK-47 that's a revolution!! (nigga)
Think I'm Tupac, Bob
just be friendly (come on)
'Cause yo, picture me messing it up
Her mind not corrupt with the ill C-cups
Shit, I'm on my J.O. (come on)
Bullshitting,
just be friendly (come on)
'Cause yo, picture me messing it up
Her mind not corrupt with the ill C-cups
Shit, I'm on my J.O. (come on)
Bullshitting,
pack, nigga run up on me he start stumbling back
I'm smoking on Ticky, I'm smoking on Ricky
I'm smoking Mariah, I'm smoking Massiah, I'm smoking J-Money
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Baby quit fronting let me see what you on
(bae, wassup?)
I been paying full price what the fucks a coupon (Yeah)
I'm in the Stu daily
it's kinda not my thing and I'm inclined to let you see
The real me, a little boy underneath
Now I know I'm kinda young but to me it's kinda clear
That
Fo' the grilly hand had come take up for my daddy
A shot off in the kitchen jump but didn't get married
Still I'm lovin' takin' bowp keepin' them
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