Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ricky, artist - Uffie. Album song Sex Dreams And Denim Jeans, in the genre
Date of issue: 13.06.2010
Record label: Because, Ed Banger
Song language: English
Ricky |
If you told me «at 3, be ready and let’s meet» |
On my way up to the studio I practice on the beat, that’s my shit |
I got here, you got there; |
right on time |
Feadz and J-Mat on the track, and my voice has got to shine |
All the time |
Call me Uffie, little girl full of stack |
Makin' money up in here, to get back on the yacht |
On the yacht, Pacific Ocean West that’s where I’m at |
You know where we are going after that? |
(After that?) |
After that, cruisin' East with the boat, that’s where it’s at |
And we stopping just to swim with the sharks (with the sharks, with the sharks) |
With the sharks, I know how to play that |
I’m arriving at the house with my face of a pussycat and I ask |
You want the big money? |
I want the big money |
And I’m a get what I want cuz I am not a dummy |
You know you want it, shorty |
You know you want it, baby |
And I got people working hard just to make it happen |
This is how we do Uffie |
You got the new Uffie |
And you got the right to complain, 'cause I am fucking lazy |
But, yeah, I look right, and, yes, I smell right |
I’m spendin' money on this shit |
You know I keep it tight |
Fuck what you bitches saying, I got dope in my brain |
Fuck what you bitches saying, I got dope in my brain |
Fuck what you bitches saying, fuck what you bitches saying, I got dope in my |
brain |
I got dope in my brain, I got — I got — I got |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back, on my back |
Who said Uffie’s a dumb bitch? |
I don’t go online, I’d be readin' some dumb shit (Dismissed) |
You bitches mad? |
Workin' all the weekend |
To make enough bread to survive the whole month, and (This doesn’t feel like |
work for me) |
I bought some crowns and shit |
Expensive, my trail, you don’t get none of this |
Oh, you are H&M? |
I’m Paul Smith bitch! |
(ding!) |
I got hash and E, you got an empty fridge bitch (How long’s this tuna been |
there?) |
Not me, I eat good |
Start with fresh orange juice and finish with Grey Goose (who I got to fuck to |
get some cranberry?) |
You want the life I live |
Doin' nothin' illegal, but I feel like a thief |
Give me everything you got bitch! |
With no guns and knives; |
I’d be the last one here to start up a fight (We're |
gonna need bodyguards on this one) |
We came to rock the whole room, give me a loud mic and I’ll break up the rules |
Fuck what you bitches saying, I got dope in my brain |
Fuck what you bitches saying, I got dope in my brain |
Fuck what you bitches saying, fuck what you bitches saying |
I go dope in my brain, I got — I got — I got — I got |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back |
I got all these bitches screaming and the boys on my back, on my back |
Okay, so where to park the Cadilac? |
It has to be green — green Cadilac from the west side |
Yeah, looks out on the stage |
Alright, now we’re gonna need the trained monkeys |
Can we train them to throw some peanuts? |
And maybe the audience can, like, finish the track? |
Can you do that, will it work? |
Anyway, how many monkeys do we have? |
Is it the cute monkeys, like, in the Michael Jackson video? |
Do they have, like, clothes on and shit? |
Maybe we’ll sell their costumes |
That’s what I think |