| Rico
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| Kennyyyy!
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| High off acid! |
| Fly like Aladdin
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| On the red carpet dressed in high fashion
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| Rico, «How you doin'?» |
| Bitch I’m outstandin'
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| You couldn’t get in, so you outside standin'
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| I could stand still but my diamonds still dancin'
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| He a hood nigga but I make him a romantic
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| I’ma go and get the money like I am a addict
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| Before I went and got a safe, I put it in my attic
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| Hell nah
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| I ain’t classy, more like sassy
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| Smokin' out the bowl like the bitch named Sandy
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| Taste like candy, hands like Randy
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| I-I-I-I'm original, that’s why these bitches can’t stand me
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| All these rap niggas be like, «Damn! |
| Where my song at?»
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| Catch me in the room, I’m smokin' gas, where the fog at
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| Two-tone, mix-match, they like, «Where you get that?»
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| You niggas some pussies, lemme show you where my dogs at
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| Fuckin' on yo bitch, gotta tell me where her walls at
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| He gave me his number, but he know I ain’t gon' call back
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| Fall back, if you got a problem we can solve that
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| We do this often, wake you up like coffee in the mornin'
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| Money on residuals, so when I sleep it’s comin' in
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| I just hopped in the coupe and dropped the top
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| Even though it was thuderin'
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| High off acid! |
| Alice in Wonderland
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| I’ma always go get the ball when you bitches fumble it
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| Hell nah!
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| I ain’t classy, more like sassy
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| Smokin' out the bowl like the bitch named Sandy
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| Taste like candy, hands like Randy
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| I-I-I-I'm original, that’s why these bitches can’t stand me
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| I ain’t classy, more like sassy
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| Smokin' out the bowl like the bitch named Sandy
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| Taste like candy, hands like Randy
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| I’m original, that’s why you bitches can’t stand me |