jimi tents – rick rubin lyrics
[hook]
shorty..
i’m tryna f-ck in that bentley
caught top in that buick
don’t stop til i say it
not a drop on my ksubi’s
we ain’t dating we cooling
hoes ask & i’m clueless
b-tch i do it to the def (jam)
like a n-gg- rick rubin (like who)
like that n-gg- rick rubin (who)
like that n-gg- rick rue
b-tch i do it to the def (jam)
like that n-gg- rick who (d-mn)
like a n-gg- rick ru-bun
like a n-gg- rick rue (yup)
like a n-gg- rick ru-bun
like that n-gg- rick (oww)
[verse 1]
cool..
so cold
i don’t know what to do
hoes on me
i don’t know what to do
phone ringing
i don’t know who that was
now a days
every n-gg- the plug
forgiato’s on a hoopty?
you bugging
if you ain’t stuntin
you ain’t doing it right
half the time n-gg-s
doing it ehhh
check the stats
n-gg-s b-mp me in traffic
round the globe
b-tch i’m back & i’m active
everybody wanna piece of the pie
kissed my home & my city goodbye
told myself, man go out & go get it
ain’t n-body finna give u a check
one half want it all round my neck
other half wanna open a business
shit i’m smart, dumb, young & conflicted
like uncle russ
in the cut
with the rush card
b-tch i’m clean
check the jeans
these ain’t phat farm
heard you threw a subliminal
feeling smooth & invincible
met ya b-tch in a starbucks
had her nude in my living room
99 problems, ain’t 1
all i’m round is my day 1’s
said i feel like rick rue
hammock life wit ya bae or sumn
please don’t worry bout my whereabouts
dropping gems all i care about
saw a n-gg- grow the hair out
now it’s time to grow the beard out
[hook]
shorty..
i’m tryna f-ck in that bentley
caught top in that buick
don’t stop til i say it
not a drop on my ksubi’s
we ain’t dating we cooling
hoes ask & i’m clueless
b-tch i do it to the def (jam)
like a n-gg- rick rubin (like who)
like that n-gg- rick rubin (who)
like that n-gg- rick rue
b-tch i do it to the def (jam)
like that n-gg- rick who (d-mn)
like a n-gg- rick ru-bun
like a n-gg- rick rue (yup)
like a n-gg- rick ru-bun
like that n-gg- rick (oww)
[verse 2]
d-mn that boy to beastie
ladies love me like elvis
ladies love me like ll
you on tour
and can’t sell shit
here to stay
leave a mark
til i’m grey
he the shark
overlord over overboard
going off no accord
ghetto boy moving red hot
i need bands not a slipknot
we ain’t friends
we ain’t shit.. stop
took ya chick
made a pitstop
i can slayer
i can slayer
move the belt
like conveyors
knock it out
see ya later
send her back
good behavior
then it’s back to the business
money plays all i think about
400 m’s
every now & then
got me wishing we could trade bank accounts
ben frank where ya at
bk on the map
whole squad wit the real ness
can a n-gg- get a witness
[hook]
shorty..
i’m tryna f-ck in that bentley
caught top in that buick
don’t stop til i say it
not a drop on my ksubi’s
we ain’t dating we cooling
hoes ask & i’m clueless
b-tch i do it to the def (jam)
like a n-gg- rick rubin (like who)
like that n-gg- rick rubin (who)
like that n-gg- rick rue
b-tch i do it to the def (jam)
like that n-gg- rick who (d-mn)
like a n-gg- rick ru-bun
like a n-gg- rick rue (yup)
like a n-gg- rick ru-bun
like that n-gg- rick (oww)
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