Rick James lyrics

[Verse 1: Pink Siifu]
Say, uh
Who these n*ggas today is?
n*ggas the main event
It feel like [?]
Shoes on yo couch b*tch
[?]
Yo b*tch trynna swim
You know the [?]
Hard ways [?]
My cut steel and gold
For real n*gga
For his n*ggas, he kill folk
And she gon' too
[?] but
[?] you the lines, different day
Say so, dry
Son of a b*tch ass white
Notes hittin' the line
Got the [?]
We all fit in
Dry, [?], dry [?]
Toe taggin' the devil, what's on yo mind?
I'm down to ride
See me sittin' [?] fly
[Verse 2: Fly Anakin]
Yuh, I keep it all bottled up in til it's time to write then
Choke the mic til it turns blue in the neck and start the night now
This sh*t get scattered then it's hard to write down (write down)
Just pipе now
My thoughts entitled, keep you sensin' thе crown
[?] all my kings independent and prolific in dodgin' sentences
Know we not illiterate you seen my at my graduation
I just got this complex occupation callin' complications
Push the patience now we standin' in light
Me and my agents tag team and b*tches wildin' n sh*t
I got this sh*t eventually but not today hoe
Cuz ain't no facin' a fake hoe
We harlem shook the night away
I prayed for them and lottery, too
She said she proud of me
I gotta [?] additional fees makin' [?] of me
[?] team will get you right
Come spend a couple g's, b*tch
The problem is you hit and you miss
This that consistent sh*t
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