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Yeah. Cashmere thoughts. Yeah.  Cashmere thoughts   Cut from a different cloth   Yeah   This is Hyman Roth mixed with Ricky Ross   I get them blickys off

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,

day-to day
Makin’ out, makin’ plans and makin' music
By the jukеbox at the New Highway Cafe

Well, all those days are gone
I guess forever and ol’ Connie

Rock Rock Y'all

A Tribe Called Quest

The Love Movement

1998

practice, hit chicks then I'm Casper

The church of scientology, feminine biology
Manic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and we
Polluted by

Makin you sick to yo tummy like sodomy
You cannot tell me that I'm not a prodigy
I'm makin devil shit
Featured the best in reality
Saber's a fuckin G

Purple Brick Road

Raekwon

The Wild

2017

how to be fly
Go 'head and grace the sky
Gave you wings to soar like you oughta
Forever may not exist in the flesh but my music will
All praises due

the makin
Yeah man I'm the one you probably heard about
They said this music would only ever be a hobby
But now I got the talent and the drive Ricky Bobby

Up and Down

Pretty Ricky

Late Night Special [Clean]

2007

Yeah, it's da boys Pretty Ricky
And I know some of y'all sexy ladies
Wanna know how we do it

I like it real slow
Like walking through the door
Naked

We still goin' up on Tuesdays and Tuesdays
Got good weed and pretty queens
That’s eatin' fruit trays
Feedin' me pineapples
Kickin’ back watchin' Duke

and touchin tuckin my stuff in the pretty muffin.
but she started huffin and puffin and talk about nothin
the fact I won't get no lovin is fuckin pushin my

is hard to swallow 
But I ain't got time to stop 
Tick-Tock to the pretty-ricky-hip-hop 
Damn, I know them haters be watching me 
But I don't give

Pretty Ricky, Maserati nigga
The god-body, rock a party nigga
That can socially distance your head
From your motherfuckin body nigga

I'm so Bronx, nigga,

to pay a fee
Shotty out the window
Turn him to a runnin ricky
Look up at the clock
And i barely got time
Just Got up out the booth
Had to say a couple

I just got a brand new blicky to go with my glizzy
I'm takin felony chances by just havin them wit me
A couple bands in my pants I'm not a skater but

I just got a brand new blicky to go with my glizzy
I'm takin felony chances by just havin them wit me
A couple bands in my pants I'm not a skater but

I wonder why)

These butterflies makin' me fall too hard
Am I even enough
No time to think, gotta play my cards
(So let's)

Feel the music
It's

Keep that shit from 9-5
Wheels goin' fast as I go by
Makin' wrong turns, just slitherin' by
I'm keepin' that shit from 9-5
Keep that shit from 9-5

music shit

Zen came through with the motha fuckin' pack nigga
Get up on a track nigga semi in the back
Chillin by the bag and a Louis suit case
Choppa

class man how'my gonna last?

By workin' I always be hustlin'
These niggas all turkey no stuffin' 
Been makin up something from nothin'
That good shit you

40 ouncin' puffin' lai
Kickin' it to shorties passin' by
See some be actin' ill and some be actin' fly

But inside it's the LB slide
Music pumpin'

Todd Dorcelus, James Hanley
Music prod. by Veddo

and had the blueprint
Makin' fresh money like a new man
'Til I woke up one day and realized I'm Logic
Somethin' they could never be, lets not even

Ah Ricky What What Ehh ugh Ehh Ehh

I just poured some up drinking someone bitch in trouble
Fucked up got another chance to go like I rolled a double

Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music

With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level