letra de uncle ricky - guapdad 4000 & !llmind
[chorus]
it’s the god, one, two, three, four, five, what, what, what
god, one, two, three, four, five, what, what, what (yeah, yeah, ayy)
[verse 1]
my uncle ricky f-ckin’ crazy, he f-ckin’ scary
his personality is, well, overbearing
the type of uncle that got high then start over-sharin’
and said when it come to my problems, then he over-caring
he’s over listening, he only care about his own problems, his own business
my uncle ricky don’t wash his clothes and f-ck b-tches
i don’t wanna open the door for this n-gga
but this n-gga know i’m here for him, i saw him in the kitchen, ayy
“nephew, takе me down the street, so i can meet this hoe
nеphew, she got ebt [?]
nephew, she can get this syrup drank and some drugs
nephew, put this in the back of your trunk and go”
drivin’ with the devil, it’s like time got slow
he promised me a bag and my mind got stuck
he was high, i was tired, so my mind got f-ck
he said “nephew, hey, nephew, do this for unc'”
[chorus]
it’s the god, one, two, three, four, five, what, what, what
god, one, two, three, four, five, what, what, what
[verse 2]
he gon’ bend this corner real quick, “nephew, we slidin’, where we goin’
we gon’ pick this lil’ b-tch up, that owe me five”, “five dollars?”
“five hundred, and a n-gga like me need all that chicken”
so he pulled up, i’m like “she good, why she cryin’?” “b-tch be trippin'”
okay, pull up to the place though, where the [?]
and played got 5 on it, i’m five degrees from a fever
it’s ninety-five degree in the car ’cause i broke my heater
and i’m nervous he got a gun, hot breath and heavy breathing
so it’s humid in the whip, and there’s humans in the whip
plus that black bag from earlier, what’s it doing in the whip?
back to the heat, and then turns certain things into steam
i got aromas of ammonia, what the f-ck do that mean?
he said “nephew, you want this tec-9? you gotta get it fixed
nephew, i been sellin’ cream and doin’ h-lla sh-t
nephew, the b-tch from the store, her baby-daddy want some fun
go get that gun, face him, show him you ain’t no punk”
[chorus]
it’s the god, one, two, three, four, five, what, what, what
god, one, two, three, four, five, what, what, what
all four, four, one, [?] word to your mother
all four, four, one, [?] word to your mother
all four, four, one, [?] word to your mother
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