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Sag My Pants

Hopsin

Raw

2012

on him
Rick Ross (Gross)
I don't play with this rap shit
I got no life, I stay in the attic
Fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it
Soulja Boy you got

at long range
So don't come around here like
Your name holds weight
From where you come from it's a long way
Round here we hustle like Rick Ross
I'll run up

to be Rick Ross
I ain't tryin to be Gucci i'm strugglin'
Bitch I'm ridin' round in a hoopty
So in less you bout to help me
Wit my music bitch don't do me

We take this Black Soprano shit serious
Real shit
Shoutout my nigga City Boy
My nigga Rick Hyde, Heem
Produced by Shay, you a fool, nigga
Ah, 2020

pissed off
Saint Bernard I am a big dog
So watch ya mouth
or ya mammy is gettin hip tossed
I got a 40 with some bald heads Rick Ross
For all you bitches in

Me and primo know yo bitch
Sausage mukbang
Hah
Seelin something get you clipped
So just stay safe
Cunt
Betta zip up on yo lip
Foe I get crazy

Like my

you might walk by
(Never know)
So I gotta be right on time when I see you
RIP, ooh
And something now is taking over me, hah
(What?) ayy, devil on my

on my dick, they want a pic
Hatin' niggas simply slip, by the stick
Henny in my fuckin' piss, life I live
Playin' basketball in Ricks, feelin' rich

I got the midas touch in my eyes a gorgon stare
Stuff the pussy full of white like a build a bear
I don't mean to be vulgar but it's in my culture, by

Don't worry about me, I'ma be fine
You know i'ma be okay
Yeah... So many thoughts goin' through my mind
And I just need to get away
I wanna let

a distance, yeah
Got Rick Owen denim
Yeah I pour up it fizzin',
Yeah got chains and they tennis
Yeah Diamonds teeth, see a dentist

Yeah, if I'm goin' away, I

Yeah, Got Rick Owen denim
Yeah, I pour up it fizzin'
Yeah, got chains and they tennis
Yeah, Diamonds teeth, see a dentist
Yeah, if I'm goin' away, I go

of these niggas
Thirty-three shots in the game, I'm Scottie Pippen (shit, nigga)
I'm Drakeo, I'll K one of these niggas (yeah, you know what's goin' on)

I’m sponsored by Everlast
Roy Jones in his prime
Got something these niggas could never have
Small city nigga
Bigger dreams
They goin know this brand

please
I'ma take your girl on a trip to Hawaii
We be travelin'
Someone better call Rick Steves
Or call my manager
Something might happen you didn't
Even

can't compare it cause we not the same
I'm in with the narcs and I swear I won't change
I got blood on my ricks now I feel like I'm bane (Blood)
Sipping

The Cocksucker Club

Pansy Division

Undressed

something real
And finally do all the things
He´s been dreaming of
He´s joining the cocksucker club
To not have to pretend he was drunk
When he

to evade all the stress
Feels like there's something that I need to get up off my chest
That henna sizzle that I spizzled man I'm such a mess
We going turn

the question
Rick grymes on my hip like my middle name is wesson
You cant faze me quick so really who you testin
If you play up on my side thats a smart

Someone or something been tryna show me signs
If we learn what's goin on
It's gonna blow our minds
I just know that I
(Damn)

Need to get my Shit in order

through the door
And Mama said her prayers
They thought I already died
odds were never in my favor
1999, I was fightin' just to wake up
Took 'em by

She tryna get lit, I'm pullin' up rockin' that motherfuckin' Rick I'm pullin' up, whippin' that motherfuckin' Benz I'm standin' on business, I'm

be strapped like the navy
2022 Goin bigger than baby
Amari jeans That palm angel taken
Bought it straight cash Im doin the dash
She suck it so good

something that's missing
Big on having sex with liarsnI won't let her kiss me
I made sure her dress designer she not goin' thrifting