Lyrics:
I don't call him by his name I just call the nigga Ray Ray
Flippa On Meeee
I don't call him by a name, ho, I just call him Ray Ray
He be quick
and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man
Cam'ron:
Yo J.R., they've been waitin' for you dog
They've been askin', you ready
You up muthafucka
Dipset, let's go, Writer
Hook
J.R. Writer:
How many brothers doing time
How many fathers not around
How many kids up in these streets
How many
Starving Nothing to eat
How many think I'm talking
Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah.
Hit the mall and ball wall to wall
Nigga bark I'm calling all my dogs
Fuck 12 I live above the law
Bad bitch I think I'm Tim McGraw
I ain't whipped
I’m a BONAFIDE COUNTRY GAL through and through
Lyrics, Music, and Musical Arrangement by Julius “JUICE” Davis, Jr.Copyright c 2020 by Julius “JUICE”
on reflections
No matter the score it’s another possession
Baby I’m sweating you know these ain’t tears, word, Losing you my only fear
Relationship threatened by
hog I'm on the loose
I'm a dog roof roof
Bxtch I'm a dog I'm on the loose
Oh yeah I'm a dog up in the booth
It's doggy dog it's no excuse
Only with my
lessons, let the nina sing
Before I leave up out this bitch
They gon' know my fuckin' name
Birdman Jr junior! Fuck a dog
Bitch I got a puma
Man these niggas'
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Ricky Jr. being one of the joys name
And further taught him birds and bees
so on the nerdin birds, heard the second to third
and 'dada' better be
This is death at cha door bell
Ya bitch I'm going there
What's poppin?
Shots'll renden ya Bach like orivelle
Sting with tha ray it's not a corvette
pretty good
But it could get better than this
Bill Mance and Hank Parker floated by in a boat
And volunteered to be our fishin' guides
And Richard
the referees don't get involved
It's the finals and my dogs came to take it all
2014 And them boys back
I'm at the finals on the floor and that boy strapped
50
breathe, breathe
I'm in it, potent marijuana running shit like the mayor
Rap game Peter Parker web swinging through the air
My minds in the clouds and I
a nine iron
I don't play golf
Love is blind to these bitches
I'm ray charles
Hit up my migo
Yeah he got them p's
Had to get my huncho's
Set for me
pretty good
But it could get better than this
Bill Dance and Hank Parker floated by in a boat
And volunteered to be our fishing guides
And Richard
I'm at a loss for words and I can't explain it myself
How can I write a song that hasn't already been written
I'm at a loss for words and I can't
[Intro: Ray Parker Jr.]
If there's something strange
In your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?
Ghostbusters!
If there's something weird
cnd it don't
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
watch out, get hit by a dirty beam
I been through some hard times, Father God, got me
She get flipped like a pack, when I'm on that honey
Unapologetic
the underside tide with the ride
[Verse Four: 2Mex]
Come one, come all
To the Visionary hall
Ray Parker Jr. calls me when he needs a little bit of Ghostbusting
(dog) is hairy like my shih tzu but smell like zoo shit
I got a new stick I just copped for ya
So chop at ya caesar with the K
I am Junior Mafia
I'm too
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