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letra de the soul of rick james - trizzmatic

getting brain in a elevator
stained & p-ssed in
thoughts hit the wall
how my brain is missing
like a hooker in the streets
with a caine addiction
i feel like rick james
with the same confliction
had to pass that up
to bag that up
cause i was always in a bottle like a pain prescription
you don’t know about that
had a shorty on the side
get her h-rny like that
plus her friends eat her p-ssy on the weekends
you ain’t got a story like that
cause you corny like that
i’m spending forty on that
d-mn
i’m tripping
cause her kids in the other room
and i’m eating her ass so much
i need another spoon
and i been here bout a week or so
and wе both worn out
like a sneaker solе
lost in a fantasy
like we can grow
and that’s something every
freak should know
she loves to top me & trap me
she does it sloppy & nasty
i do her sloppy & nasty
she calls me papi & daddy
exactly

ain’t no party with a bad vibe
and i don’t even know
what i did last night
but i ain’t going back to church
getting baptized
every story got a good & a bad side

i write streets songs
in every cell i see
and these hoes is a trip
like lsd
like odb
i’m going raw tonight
and we might be f-cking
on the floor tonight

she pulled up on me
now she pushing a honda
and i’m like
i don’t know no f-cking kiana
every thing in ya crib
b-tch
i paid for this
paid for that
and you don’t wanna take me back
like pac said
the b-tch is scandalous
before i flip out
i’m gone to los angeles
i hope it’s something god prepared for me
cause i’m lost in the world
without nowhere to be
i’m a lost boy
a black peter pan and them
she said
can you call ya friend
to get a gram again
her nose bleeding
and she ain’t even panicking
as the snow falls
she’s froze like a mannequin
i spilled some
her nose hit the bed
she’s skiing
look so dead & sp-ced out
b-tch i’m leaving
her friends eat her p-ssy
while my tongue in her ass crack
and this not f-cking sh-t
i’m passed that
she loves to top me & trap me
she does it sloppy & nasty
i do her sloppy & nasty
she calls me papi & daddy
exactly

ain’t no party with a bad vibe
and i don’t even know
what i did last night
but i ain’t going back to church
getting baptized
every story got a good & a bad side

i write streets songs
in every cell i see
and these hoes is a trip
like lsd
like odb
i’m going raw tonight
and we might be f-cking
on the floor tonight

- trizzmatic

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