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Ricky Bobby

Rei Ami
[02:37.28]·
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[00:21.76] I got needs, pay attention, ah

[00:24.26] Are you up for the challenge, yeah?

[00:26.76] No hands, I throw tantrums, yeah

[00:29.27] Act right if you want this, yeah

[00:32.02] (Bitch, stand at attention)

[00:34.51] Keep my name out your mentions, huh

[00:36.76] I said what I said, and I meant it, uh

[00:39.52] I ain't buying, wouldn't even rent it, ho

[00:43.27] Superstar, I'm too hot, bitch be gone evaporate

[00:45.76] Perrier, bubbly, expensive is my only taste

[00:48.26] Flow so floaty, okay with being lonely

[00:51.02] Vogue type of bitch, know you got me on your lock screen

[00:53.52] Boasting marshmallow ass

[00:55.27] You looking like you need a roasting, toasting

[00:57.52] 'Cause I love these bitches keep on hoping, I notice

[01:00.01] I been way too motherfuckin' focused, rogue shit

[01:02.52] Take a photo I'm the fucking moment

[01:03.77] I'm so anxious, barely breathing

[01:08.52] Moods got me switching positions

[01:13.52] So now I'm asking myself

[01:17.53] Should you be mine?

[01:24.77] La-da-da-da-da

[01:25.76] Ricky Bobby I'm the shit

[01:26.77] Hundred and ninety in the whip

[01:28.02] Blowing gas by the zip like

[01:29.52] La-da-da-da-da

[01:30.77] Let him smash on a bitch

[01:32.05] Let him crash in the pussy

[01:33.27] Left the pad with a limp

[01:34.52] Back on, make 'em break necks

[01:36.49] Hot, juicy got drenched

[01:37.98] Told that bitch, "We not friends, ah"

[01:39.74] I got two iPhones

[01:40.98] 'Cause his best friend hittin'

[01:42.23] So we get the dial tone

[01:43.48] 'Til his neck game finished

[01:45.23] Ain't no missing, put that milk inside this kitten

[01:46.98] Kitchen counter where he hit it, keep it squeaky clean, Brita

[01:49.98] Lick, lick, lick, why he dizzy off the liquor?

[01:52.48] Superhero shit, bought my wrist an action figure

[01:54.98] Took off my top, then he slipped out that- (woo)

[01:57.72] He lookin' lost, sucked the soul out his ribs (oh)

[02:00.23] Li-li-listen when I talk, ah

[02:02.51] I'ma take your chips, bitch, kicks

[02:03.98] And your job, get some money, bitch

[02:05.23] I'm so anxious, barely breathing

[02:10.50] Moods got me switching positions

[02:14.98] So now I'm asking myself

[02:19.48] Should you be mine?