Cexyandiknowit - Pretty Ricky. . Lyrics

Who the f*ck is he walking up into my business
Dropping business like he owns my cringes

Don't know where to start
With this one bald-headed, blue-eyed, big-hearted ego
Shego a bad motherf*cker
Kim Possible possibly fartin
Her bumper, the dumper
I want to put my dick into, bag-grabbin
Shego, we know she constantly growin' smarter
Sourin, come get it, crunkin

It started ever since fleedin' for his heart
Why know you when I'm knowin' your heart
F*ck knowin' you, judo-choppin' bitches
Rick Chan, slowly spittin' ego

Shifted all the f*ckin' brain apart
In multiple art forms or personalities
All of them see askin' me for money
Which one of ya is free

Not a single one of them bitches thinkin' for me
Why did I not know you would come back and get this shit for free
Stealin' all my flows, not the hoes though
Who is he tryin' to be

California travelin, California dream
Bald-headed ego, desert eagle loaded
We know shootin' the beat
Or shootin' knobs runnin' up with their cocks and their ego

Call it red-handed, we know villains hotter than Chico
Steadily be known in the God of the Vita
I am God, we know
F*ck her, she said I want broccoli, cheddar, kilos

Kilogram bitch, will I am with the f*ckin' motherf*ckin' Jizo
I was alive before bein' born
In the warm, it's the norm
Final form, f*ck, I'm bored

Leave the free world through the storm
If I die today, remember this
Each day I'm spendin' one step closer to death
Rayman Ray, teachin' your f*ckin' kids

Values how you think about it
Now you think you oughta grow up and stop it all for the motherf*ckin' kids
Motherf*ckin' kids
Uh, tumultuous events

That's what I believe I can do
Cause I learned how to do it when I was governor of the state of Oklahoma
Yeah, I know you can do it
Imagine somebody like him

Some of it not understanding
The joy of it
I call upon all nations to do everything they can
To stop these

Ow
Now where's his bribe
Arrogant, spewin, Nike knew it, just do it, bitch

Wearin' them Bruins and stewin, he knew to switch
Confidence accruin' and I'm gettin' Buddha rich
Understand me, don't do this for the f*ckin' shit
For my health and my wealth and why I whine and cry every time

69 is brought up and I'm not tweakin' your thighs
Hidin' your lies, closin' thighs to be told
My soul's smothered and died of demons are growin
Re-e-e-leo

Tryin' to hide it, the lies divide
In times of Sleepy Joe, Sleepy Bros runnin, they are re-e-e-leo
If I wanted and died an orange bitch hidin
I wouldn't have chosen a single conservative f*ckin' soul

Who the f*ck is he doin' this shit
He's gifted, liftin' others up on his bitch with no f*ckin' clip
He's the blip in this time and his rhyme existin
Why in this time forever existin

And grandfathered, so I'm just tryin' to 69 my mind
From now on, if you wanna be beatin' my feet
I gotta be payin' them veto or at least guardin' the keys
There ain't no God in the beatin, he ain't no God in the leadin

He is just odd for the beatin, he been raised in the f*ckin' street sand
He little rough round the edges, more like jagged corners
Scorin' a wrong call when you callin' him, get the f*ckin' order
Stray bitch, you gonna be late when I am done with you, babe

Don't look at me in the f*ckin' face
Who are you to question this kid from Krypton
Plutonium, ownin' him, now you knowin' him
Oileum, overture over her, under her, blowin' him

Both of them, ownin' him, over the moon
Superman showin' him, blastin' off over him
Don't look at me in the face
Who are you to question this kid from Krypton

Plutonium, ownin' him, now you knowin' him
Both of them, ownin' him, over the moon
Superman showin' him, blastin' off over him
Both of them, ownin' him, under her, blowin' him

Both of them, ownin' him, over the moon
Both of them, ownin' him, under the moon