be actin like dre foo' N.W.A. I bet you ace played you Hollywood hollywood I see the big lights And I'm with my big homie ricky nigga yeah right Every
back barely. Equipped with super soakers full of piss and an uncanny knack for constantly upsetting pigs by doing stupid shit. The kid? bartered? his ring king dummies to King
like ping pong Got little like king kong Far from mighty Conga Guns with banana clip like black (?) Strip you butt naked like (?) Face down on the tongue Bang bang dong dong I got Ricky
de paises pregunta si no crees Entonces de que estamos hablando aqui De viajes blin blin, chavos chin chin Jode conmigo y pase las de cail Rapeando soy un king king
I heard Satan talkin' shit and had to pistol whip the bitch Put a crack in his horns Became John Malkovitch In my casket with a poker face I'm dead serious Ricky
Drums: Dennis; Piano: Brian; Organ: Brian; Guitar: Ed Carter, Billy Hinsche; Moog: Brian; String Ensemble: Brian; Percussion: Ricky Fataar, Carl. G. Goffin/C. King
louder One two one two yeah just like that, yo Yo, (flowin like Likwit) Ahh yeah (ahh yeah ahh yeah ahh yeah) flowin like Likwit Owwwwww, King Tee [Verse Three: King
Yeah, I'm in the dark on these niggas... Okay [Verse 1] Maybe they don't know I'ma, O.E You just a king cobra straight No via satellite, it'd take
with this stewardess named Desiree You ain't no concern, I'ma wait and see what Heaven say I got a brother by the name of Snicky Ricky Wade He said -
Cuz Ya Boy Burnin' Up" "Maaann..That Chrome Plated Woman..On The Hood Steady Humin' The Messiah Is Who They Somin', Then The Mixtape King Is Comin'
[feat. Rick Ross & T.I.] Yeah Yeah Dirty Money Ricky Ross [Rick Ross:] Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read Pretty face, thin waist with the
the street You know a nigga never put a pencil on a beat Spring fresh, At the spring fest Perfect attendence motherfucker, We bling best Huh, This a bossed up king
Dirtbag & Rick Ross) [Verse 1: Pusha] If he claims king and he claims best then I guess you can call me God There's none higher, none flyer The king
nude shadow In the midnite hour Red carpets, nothing less, boy we walked on I wouldn't have it It's tragic How we make em dissapear like magic King Lu
if we rolled on you yaa so dont even think about stepin in the god damn house dr. dre straight busta neva broke a law in his life besides beating up ricky
big puzzle, where Rotteweiler grill cats get muzzled I know it be hard to do ya thing When you livin' like a peasant but you feelin' like a king [Hook
a man My first 14 grams took that and made a grand I do this you knew this I told you pussy Your fate your death date I'll f**king come for u pussy Have
to throw a party "Smoke some weed!" Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech & Chong Cypress Hill, Robert Downey hit the bong Ricky Williams, fuck how Miami