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ricky hil - just wanna lyrics

[verse 1: ricky hil]
i told my mama that i left at 8 o’clock
but i’m outside waitin’ for my pops
bet another pill will make my heart stop
but my hands on the wheel and it’s gettin’ hot
she in love with hil and this b-tch is hot
swerve from the cops so i give em’ props
i f-ck her real hard off a xanny bar
i’m the only one from the cut with the bars
she be gettin’ ricky packs from the beach
tell them b-tches fall back when they act leech
motherf-cker, i’m the facts if you ask me
best believe i get a cut if it p-ss me
best believe i get the blunt, i don’t p-ss the weed
motherf-cker what you want? i can eat the beat
i talk about gettin’ high, f-ck what you bought
i’m the highest of the high, f-ck what you thought

[hook]
i just wanna ride around and play my old shit
man, i’ve seen some cold shit (x2)
i just wanna ride around and find my old b-tch
man, that’s a cold b-tch
man, i miss my old b-tch
i just wanna ride and play my old shit
b-tch, i seen some cold shit (x2)
i just wanna ride and find my old b-tch
b-tch, that’s a cold b-tch
b-tch, i miss my old b-tch

[verse 2: boo bonic]
i just wanna ride around and play my old shit
with my old b-tch, i’m up to my old tricks
used to run to magic with em’, back in ’06
light skin, super fat -ss, no tits
she like my punchlines, i’m glad she noticed
i just roll my kush, she just blow my (blow my)
shit get tricky, got that drank, shit get sticky
she give me quickies, send them pics and them vickies
i’m high as f-ck, look up, i’m high as f-ck
but run some g on me, baby
oh yeah, try your luck
i don’t need no knife to cut
i don’t need no hyped up [?]
uh, point em’ out, n-gg-
all my chicks be white as f-ck
limos sound, we bright as f-ck
f-ck her [?], the night is young
[???]
she let me f-ck, now get you some
got this o.g. from the bay, so i just lit up some
corner store, hit up one
cigarillo, split up one
uh

- ricky hil lyrics

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