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letra de ricky - +bless+ (rage)

[intro]
(ooh-ooh-ooh)

[chorus]
b-tch, you know i keep that bl!cky (bl!cky)
you still ride the d-cky (d-cky)
now my pants ricky (ricky)
this b-tch p-ssy sticky (sticky)
give my d-ck a hickey (hickey)
i hit that woah, no vicky (vicky)
we don’t drink no mickey (mickey)
i used to be broke (broke)
so i never be picky (picky)
stop with all the jokes (jokes)
shoot you with the gl!cky (gl!cky)
chillin’ with the pope (pope)
f-ck this b-tch named nicky (nicky)

[verse 1]
yeah, i got a whole lotta guap (ayy)
this bih’ be givin’ me top (yuh)
my brother, he keepin’ my mop (ayy)
i heard you talked to the cops (yuh)
you can’t be better, just stop (stop)
i ride the van in [?] (woah)
f-ckin’ this white b-tch, ain’t talkin’ ’bout no betty
i don’t date [?] but ready
i get the whip, and this sh-t is spaghetti
i can make a mil’ if you let me (woah)
these b-tches start lookin’, [?] the lefty (lefty)
can’t give her my blessings (blessings)
my pockets so big, they muh’f-ckin’ hefty (hefty)
it’s still free jeffrey (jeffrey)
this sh-t can get lethal, this sh-t can get deadly (deadly)
black and white diamonds, i’m referee (referee)
my name is +bless+, so don’t upset me (who?)
say the wrong way, you get hit with the weapon, woah
[chorus]
b-tch, you know i keep that bl!cky (bl!cky)
you still ride the d-cky (d-cky)
now my pants ricky (ricky)
this b-tch p-ssy sticky (sticky)
give my d-ck a hickey (hickey)
i hit that woah, no vicky (vicky)
we don’t drink no mickey (mickey)
i used to be broke (broke)
so i never be picky (picky)
stop with all the jokes (jokes)
shoot you with the gl!cky (gl!cky)
chillin’ with the pope (pope)
f-ck this b-tch named nicky (nicky)

[verse 2]
rockin’ all black, yeah (woah)
money, it comin’ in stacks, yeah
don’t get attached, yeah (woah)
leave yo’ ass up in packs, yeah
only time i do math, yeah (woah)
when i be countin’ these racks, yeah
you know we attack, yeah (woah)
ridin’ ’round town with the mac, yeah
go shoppin’ at saks, yeah (woah)
we ’bout to blow her lil’ back, yeah, yeah

- bless rage

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