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letra de roof - rico nasty

[intro]
huh, kenny

[verse 1]
when i hop out, they gon’ call me rico bruce (bruce, bruce, bruce)
when i drop the top, i turn that sh-t into a coupe (huh, yeah)
it’s a new day, i need me a new boo (woah)
countin’ blue faces, my favorite show blue’s clues (yeah)
put yourself in my shoes, you be me and i’m you
you like to play hide and seek, i can’t wait to find you
diamonds on me blind you, ballin’ on ’em, caillou
i look good in every angle so you don’t like me beside you (woah)
seven b-tches, three lines, b-tch, that’s a haiku (yeah)
you the hood rollercoaster, n-ggas like to ride you
(oh my f-cking god)
how you hatin’ in the daytime? (rico)
go get you some money (lil b-tch) and worryin’ how i write
b-ss hit heavy and i hit it every d-mn time (yeah, woah)
he said he want my number, so i gave that boy the hotline (p-ssy)
bad b-tch, she gon’ shake it all night
girl, if you put it on a n-gga, then that boy better act right (duh)
boy better act right

[chorus]
you be suckin’ d-ck, straight top (straight top)
new og, straight drop (straight drop)
i’m in the coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe
yeah, who are you, you, you, you, you? (lil ho)
you be suckin’ d-ck, straight top (straight top)
new og, straight drop (straight drop)
i’m in the coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe
blowin’ money out the roof, roof, roof, roof, roof (lil ho)

[verse 2]
what’s ya issue, n-gga?
i ain’t walkin’ wit’ a whistle, i’m official, n-gga
these b-tches so mad and i don’t really get it
how i get so much attention without showin’ -ss or t-tties?
i’m smilin’ on my way to the bank like i just walked out the dentist
these b-tches keep on testin’ me, i hope that i don’t catch a sentence
i see everyone who doubted me and i’ma make yo’ -ss a witness
you really gotta be kidding (what?)
you thought you was compet-tion? (what the f-ck?)
what the f-ck you lookin’ at?
lil girl, you need to mind your business (huh)
in the coupe, throwin’ money out the roof
with my dogs, and you already know they gon’ shoot
run down on yo’ -ss, lil b-tch, give me the loot
see me out in real life and they don’t know what to do
(oh my f-cking god)
i’m doin’ what i can with this money in my hand
you can bet i got a plan, i need that cash like on demand
he a p-ssy boy, he ran, blowin’ zips, i’m in my bag
just got paid to sing a verse, i got designer on my shirts
and it’s gucci on my purse

[chorus]
you be suckin’ d-ck, straight top (ho)
new og, straight drop (straight drop)
i’m in the coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe
yeah, who are you, you, you, you, you? (lil ho)
you be suckin’ d-ck, straight top (straight top)
new og, straight drop (straight drop)
i’m in the coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe
blowin’ money out the roof, roof, roof, roof, roof (lil ho)

- rico nasty

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