Lyrics:
proud of my wrist
New Richard on my wrist
Got a milli' that's all in my bank (milli')
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds and them shits hit pink
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the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
force
And yes my name is Martin but I feel more Malcolm
Hit you with darts, the album before the album
Split you apart, I grind but still allude
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
the hairs
Her body like a coin flip heads or tails
Beep beep) girl don? t back it up on me,
She did it anyway and it felt like a truck on me
Stop teasing hit
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
an album can change a nigga's life around
I got friends and bitches on my dick
But when they look at Richard all they see is Bushwick
Sometimes I don't know
a robot (skrrt)
Ar-15 and it fold out (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
Patek or the Richard when I go out (hold on)
Stone cold killer rockin' Goyard (Goyard)
which night y'all niggas talkin' about?
(Griselda)
Uh
(Hit-Boy)
Congratulate me now, all this paper gon' change me how?
Fly nigga, all these
to hit 'em
While his children be with 'em, bag drops
Slide up and twist 'em
Thirsty for clout on your laptop
That's how you get finished
Homie was cappin'
that I was too Peter Pan
That if I ever made this album that it would never land I said
Tell me little Richard did you ever get what you want
You were
like Chelsea Nya
I support the link in her bio
Then put a body by a bayou
I told my gun she heather b
Call me sway I'm by you
My Richard Millie flood
Publishing/Showbilly Music
New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd (I stopped here due to the album details stopped here...but I knew Cledus would have been listed in there...so I
Reporting live from the basement
Brought to you by Raw Creation
Huh, Jersey!
I was born in Dirty Jerz I do em too filthy
Seen a lot of people
on the bottle
Closet rockin' hella class
Celebrate accomplishments with bottles
Too many for a glass
So many successful albums
"Supernatural" got me trashed
But
again like Groot
No-one really knows how to make it, I do
I'll have an album done by like noon
And ride the Milano with my Raccoon
I'ma keep makin' songs
bread in LA sent it to the fam,
My b**** in the hills by the pool catching a tan
F*** it hit the c'mart we gon need more rubber bands.
B**** I
Rock out (
Oh I gave her D1, now she running back
Don't need guns, all my niggas keep the straps
Hit you with applause, only time you getting claps
Feds ask; I
sleeping in silence
I find comfort knowing y'all don't make a peep fuck a siren
As I'm speeding right by em
My flow so poseidon
They gon need to just wait
When it hit next spring just know Imma become richer
Lion heart like I'm Richard I turned myself to a King
Say the stay out on the block but I seen em
really hope you come back with one last hit
I'm bouta get it in the mix with my 5th album
You know it's finna be lit
But above all, I want you to know
.jpeg/275px-Harpo_Marx_playing_the_harp_(cropped).jpeg "Harpo Marx")
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