Testi:
Rucka Rucka Ali

I got more fingers than you niggas configure, my nigga It's Christmas Bring your bitch hits and your wish lists I gotta kick this bitch I gotta mystery for Rucka

And Jesus said "That is my foot" Lordy glory Halleluiagh Everybody have yourselves a merry Christmas The collection plates are going around, brotha Sista

On the first day of Christmas, My nucka gave to me: A big old bag of some tree On the second day of Christmas, My nucka gave to me: Two stolen cars,

it's like being ME? I am just ONE MAN, with 2 BALLS and a weiner U ever wonder why i wear these pants so tight? My grandmother told me one time she said Rucka

[Intro:] This next song is by somebody, calls himself Sol-Soldier Boy tell em? I don't really understand this kind of music Everybody dancing suddenly

I walk up to the police in Detroit city, And I'm like Excuse me officer I'm trying to find some weed, And he's like Shit, so are we, why don't you roll

Speak bitch! "Uh, hello? Is this Rucka Ali? " Bitch, you callin' me, motherfucker! "You got a rock? " I smoke crack Red, white, and crack I crack you

this price tag off of me In China we Have TV finally I can see show called Simpson family Why they yellow? That make fun of Chinee! Sing the song, Rucka Rucka Ali

was so sad, He was so young I mean he was like fifty-one But it's sad. Because he looked like he was nine years old Whatchu' talkin' about, Rucka? His