Lyrics:
powerful
All y'all who wanna see me flop is a teenie bop and a coward too
Ooo, got her off the ackrite juice
Ridin' through the 5-6-deuce, mhm 3rd
I got
Boy you just a bitch you ain't on shit boy you are not hard
Ridin round the city smokin weed avoidin cop cars
Just spent half a ticket that's a felon
Yo, I go by the name
(I'm yo' Pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to feel
Yo, I go by the name
(I'm yo' Pusha) of Pharrell from the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to feel
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick
When I saw that dick was too soft (What the fuck?)
Need a dick like Rick Ross
Or Dora the Explorer get lost
Get in my zone, I'm ass naked at home
He
gnarly)
We some gnarly boys for real (O oh)
Thousand grams, I'ma get it off (Gas)
Movin' like a boss wanna floss (Huh?)
Pockets on Rick Ross (What?)
like Ross, I'm spauldin'
That mean I'm ballin'
Nigga I said it too many times but
It's okay 'cause the shit's gon rhyme
Every time I comin' through
know I don't fold under pressure
I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal
We live by the codes of the ghetto
I'm closing this out with my memo
Travel through his heart, ricochét off the nearest bone
Rip his insides up, shatter his spine, now I'm gone
Layin by the body, waitin for the FEDS
Swoop me
First class flyin', thought I saw your ass in coach
Feel like Nick Cage when I'm ridin' in a ghost
Diamond cross on my neck, look just like the Pope
Ricks
his imagination was so sick
It's ghetto beef, sinister niggas snicker through yellow teeth
Alcohol agin' my niggas faster than felonies
How dare I? must
Rick Missy's
Everybody in Wu Tang, Tech N9ne, Common and ASAP
Luda, Proof, Jadakiss, Rick Ross speaking of Maybach
Yeah truly underrated when I enter
wit' me,
Will.I.Am the ghetto!, Will.I.Am the ghetto! (Streets),
Cause' I'm a thug by nature, thug by nature,
Gotta keep thuggin', I'm thuggin',
sincerely yours the Ghetto Heisman, paper trippin
[Chorus]
[WC]
Dub see, ghetto extrordinaire, hood fabulous
Comin through with fingers in the air
bitches heads like Im Laila Ali
He know I'm coming trim
He
Cant wait to show me off
Im the biggest in the room
like Im Rick Ross
Aint competing with these
times can I forgive this
I don't even deal with the people from those beginnings
It's funny how friendships finish, I'm triggered by trauma
Niggas try
really hot yeah like Frank's
I could really fuck yo bitch if I wanted to oh this ain't no prank
I could pull up, I could pull up with the top down
Ridin
it's the moment you fear
Just think, by the day over, one of us ain't gon be here
Used to ride with a bunch of niggaz, now he's ridin solo
He's dressed
a nigga feelin' like Rick Ross, cause she told me money make her cum
She like her, she like her, she like her, she like her hair, nails, heels, done
She
the club like
[Yung Jok]
Every day I'm hustlin'
They think I'm Rick Ross
Just as soon as I fuck 'em
Tell the hos to get lost
A lot of niggas mad
Smoke somethin', bitch
U-G-K, hold up, talkin' bout, uh
Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga
Polo fuck that Hilfiger
Made myself a ghetto star
On the slab,
Smoke somethin', bitch
U-G-K, hold up, talkin' bout, uh
Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga
Polo fuck that Hilfiger
Made myself a ghetto star
On the slab,
Yeah, wassup
Time for the fallen soldiers
Can't have a war without casualties
Ya know? (Believe that)
For everybody goin' through the struggle
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