Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Big Dick Energy , by - Rico Nasty. Release date: 22.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Big Dick Energy |
| Yeah, Rico! |
| Rico! |
| Oh my fucking god |
| Whenever I don’t get my way, bitch, I get real belligerent |
| Have a pot to piss in, and now I’m pissing on 'em and they sick |
| I need a doctor visit, tell me doctor, am I really sick? |
| He said I’m showin' characteristics of bein' a snobby bitch |
| Yeah I’m a poppin' bitch, and I know it ain’t hard for you to see |
| I used to watch TV, now I’m the bitch you seein' on TV |
| I pray to god that my thousands can turn into some millions |
| And to some billions, that’s just my everyday feeling |
| They keep on asking how I’m feeling |
| But shit, how would you feel? |
| When everybody else is hungry and you servin' the meals |
| I’m grippin' the wheel, I’m praying that I don’t get a ticket |
| Even if you movin' fast, the chance could still come and you’ll miss it |
| Apply it and risk it, 'cause everyday ain’t promised a visit |
| How you expect to learn anything when you talk more than listen? |
| Or bark more than Bitten? |
| They keep on sendin' shots but they missing |
| I invite bitches to my hotel room, and I got 'em kissing |
| Getting money, the objective of all of my daily missions |
| Everybody got a problem with me, but I just don’t get it |
| I can’t even go nowhere no more, 'cause they want a picture |
| If money made out of lemonade, then I need me a pitcher |
| Smoking on some gold papers, bitch, it shine when you hit it |
| You can’t get me out my character, 'cause I’m 'bout my business |
| I’m wit' a white bitch, she snort more shit then Bobby and Whitney |
| They don’t like to hear the moves I make, 'cause they stuck in a pivot |
| They took the sauce and yeah, I want it back, does that make me stingy? |
| They call me weird 'cause I don’t look like none of these other bitches |
| They can’t stand to see me win, they cringe when they see my picture |
| I already know I’m realer, and you don’t even know the difference |
| All my shit original and I don’t ever need a witness |
| When I’m talking money, you say what you say, 'cause you can’t comprehend it |
| Listenin' to Aretha Franklin, thumbing through some Benjamins |
| I mixed the molly with the Percocets, sounds like an even blend |
| Bitches wanna swag surf, 'cause they see I set the trends |
| «Rico, what that bag worth?» |
| Bitch, you better not ask again |
| Gettin' on my damn nerves, I might swerve in the Benz |
| Bitches act like birds in the coupe I be in |
| Better snatch your girl when the troops walkin' in |
| So much smoke in the air, you think Snoop up in here |
| I got purple and I got that shit with fuzzy orange haze |
| For every bitch that’s hating, I’ma put one in the air |
| (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!) |