Chorus(2X) We aint going to the club we aint buying out the bar we aint tipping these hoes we aint fuckin' wit y'all cause we on the block tonight I'm
Vertaling: Pretty Ricky. Op die rotse.
pussy on your sideburns he said im bad and he probably right he pressing me like buttons down on a friday (haha) im so pretty like me on my pedal bike me on my low scrunch me on
house We gonna rock you tonight And the incredible H.P. Is gonna make you feel right There is Ricky on the case And wicked Axel too So come on join
bad He probably right He pushing me like buttons down's on a friday night I'm so pretty like We on my peddled bike He on my low scrunch We on my echo
she down for a nigga Before I was rollin' city to city She got me screamin' out "Yes Sir", like I'm Pretty Ricky Lookin' freaky, freaky while I'm smokin' on
It's driving me crazy (Somebody rockin', knockin' da boots) So won't cha come on Come and rock my body, rock my body baby Go on and rock my body Somebody rockin
] so low, pretty so and so I need a maid to come and take me Silly of me to fall in love with a chick Puttin' dubs on a six, diamond flood on her wrist
Pretty Ricky and Pitbull tellin' Miami wat they do I?m a gangsta 4 0G Interior sittin' on Gucci seats I rub my cuts, my Nike?s clean Baby Blue, Pretty Ricky
it boy See I told y'all motherfuckers that my clique roll deep Ak's and street sweeps gunnin down in ya peeps 44's and calico, pretty ricky and low Thugs know The real on
Bring it boy See I told y'all motherfuckers that my clique roll deep AK's and street sweeps gunnin' down in ya peeps 44's and Calico, Pretty Ricky and Low Thugs know the real on
' great entrepreneurs Alert, it's an all out emergency homes Hit up, slick Ricky Wade on my cellular phone Man, my group done broke up just starters claimin' we rock
Lay on ya' chest let me put this tongue on ya boi', about to crest all them places hidden on ya boi',grip'n on them ankles Doin thangs you can't
on you to i get dirty money bitches know with ciroc on my rada on the stage gettin it with nicki ricky rozay and flo rida i rock maris with the money
not cute She's not pretty, oh what a pity, got the glass titty Filled up with Kool-Aid, just for the kiddies On a cliff butt naked, tootin' on a flute Ridin' on
on) We can make love(we can fuck) Am i turnin' you on girl? Let me hop in it baby, i know i need it girl This ain't no Pretty Ricky, its Gabriel Antonio
.m., where your seeds at? What's the deal? He on the hill puffin' krill to keep their bellies filled Light in the ass with heavy steel, sights on the pretty
doug e., excuse me doug e. Excuse me doug e. fresh you're on Ah ah on, on, on, on, on Oh my god... +well it started up on 8th avenue And I made up
