Lyrics:
from the real Ricky
Where the shoelaces is orange with H hats like we from Houston
Condoms in hoes' purses with baby wipes for they coochie
You's a ho
surround me
Bass drop, baby now I'm ready for take off
I'm Ricky Bobby riding, chasing cougars in race cars
Space bars
Cantina typing my memoirs
Pull my
Brown the fuck out the pretty little face
While shes singing Lil Dicky
I crumple up a three for fifty, the gritty little nitty waltzing through the city
Ricky Moss blowing up all over the seas
I'm so pretty, I do it for the city, I'll bruise you up like a hickey, word to Lil Dicky
I'ma trippy, skinny,
(Intro)
Ion even know what's wrong with you when I roll up it's something strong with you
(Verse )
Fuck it I'm on this shit I'm the goat an I'm stuck
team (Yuh)
Pretty women love pullin' on my gold links (Uh)
Used to point us out just by our flat fades
Now we top floor in the palisade
skippin' doctors visits
But my pots is pissy, smokin' hockey sticky
Put a stockin' on my face and hit a lick in'
When shit get ugly, I go Pretty Ricky
I
teeth fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
You're legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking
Ivins sending hate mail
Bussin' down some twins like nine/eleven yea they both fell
(Haha that's fucked up)
Pretty, do 'em like it's Ricky
Got them AR
I stand with my life ruled by a can
Cannery set me free
Iu0027ve got fruit cocktail in my dreams
Cannery set me free
Iu0027m pretty sure this
[Intro]
Buju
Have ah piece of body wey every good gyal deserve
But ah wont allow this girl to mess with my nerves
Blessed figure, not to mention
from the real Ricky
Where the shoelaces is orange with H hats like we from Houston
Condoms in hoes' purses with baby wipes for they coochie
You's a ho
sound like it was made by my cousin
Let me stop playin
And get to the subject
Young pretty ni99a
And I know how to fight
But if he claim he shoot
I’m
that stress gon kill you, if you just sit there and let it happen
How you gon let all that time pass you by when you got all that talent?
Ain't tryna
feelings
Ay, yeah, ay
Beat on that hoe like a banger
Pretty white bitch, I'ma call her Topanga
Riding with demons, protected by angels
Nuts on me big, when
You are now tuned in to the prettiest nigga in the world
In all of the world
Oh he's pretty baby
This shit a hobby, how the fuck did I make it this
ain't a P[retty] Rick[y] Maverick
Straight holes in your game, you squares can't Bob and weave w/a star, no Patrick
Don't try make a g insane; I'ma smoke
teeth fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
You're legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking
teeth fixed
I'm the teflon don boy I get busy
You're legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky
760 drive by light tint
With two hoes in the whip looking
to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan
[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want
One hunnid
Hey
What's your name?
Do you go by Sunny?
Or do you go by Rain?
You're too f- damn pretty
You never leave the city
You just think I'm
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
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me, yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos
Intro:
Wassup?
Wassup?
Wassup, denim boys?
Heading down the street with your favorite toy
Wassup, denim boys?
Tamagotchi boys
CHORUS 1:
Tamagotchi
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