tell you a few things when i fall through hole crew clean still get dirty like old shoe strings feel me dirty like a st lou sayin go hard like stiptik
Real nigga Which nigga Go get a bitch nigga No better Hoes better do what I say 'cause I'm insane in tha brain Bitch I got Rick James in my veins
she'll wait for me in backstage with her girlfriends in a limousine three's not a crowd to her she says room 714 i'll be waiting when i get get there
ghetto) That's where we get into that street, shit Hustle hard, try to get money quick (In the ghetto) That's where I got my name from I learned to get
bout where yo car is imma give you this dick to ride. i kno its christmas eve ill fuck you under that tree. legs in the air thats yo gift from me. rick james
sell Rick James Baby boy, my nick name is Switch Lanes Slash stick change, Slash get brain Slash that nigga, Slash make it rain Slash tell summer girl, get
Go get a, get a (What!) No better (What!) better do what I say 'cause I'm insane in tha brain (insane in the brain) Yeah, I got Rick James in my veins
Beats] Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga Aim for da head when you see him go get em nigga
they taste level aint at my waist level Im fly get on a plane jet lagged already Im tired the Goyard bags is heavy Im fire the flow hard as a chevy
ain't used to a thug, she love the way I ride While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige See I damn near cried day Rick James died See that shit was
convict, walkn round the campus wit my fro on pick every 20 seconds i be grabin my dick, fulla achohol at the footbal games, doin more drugs then my nigga Rick James
She's a very kinky girl The kind you don't take home to mother She will never let your spirits down Once you get her off the street, ow girl She likes
you You give me fire and desire like Tina Marie and Rick James do I don't care, burn up the minutes on the cell Just turn up the music and feel it's hard as hell I get
Braveheart In carhartand Champion Hoodies You in the Benz Buggy with the fullies I ride beside ya, we about to pull a all nighter I'm 'Super Freak' like Rick James
pop everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop you see him standing on the furniture doing his thing tell the club owner, fuck yo' crouch, Rick James
your friends Your tech can carry Knock your paws off sync Left you flat like a soft drink Got more styles than Diana Ross swing Zone like Rick James when
cha ch ch ch cha chain Bumpy plays no games, it's all real here Can't get my gun in the club, I keep it real near I'm harder than a bulletproof vest