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rico nasty - ricostyle lyrics

[intro]
hmmmmm
all these b-tches mad, i just wanna get a bag
all these b-tches mad, ohh
oh yeah (rico, rico, rico, rico, yeah)

[verse 1]
i got this snake on my sh-t, b-tch this that new gucci
you can’t get sh-t past me
who you think you fooling?
smoking on this cali gas, it got me too woozy
n-ggas acting too much, remind me of george cloony
yuh, boss sh-t, i feel like rick ross b-tch
i wake up when i want to, i don’t gotta clock in
new [?] in my closet, need to call a locksmith
stop blowing up my phone you’ll end up on the block list
watch it, i know that they all be watching
even the haters watching, do anything to stop it
they mug me when i walk in
vip i walk in, bad b-tches they flocking
bank rolls in my pocket, who you thing you fooling?
(who you think you fooling)
this that new sh-t, this my groove b-tch
keep a tool yeah, two two three b-tch
hit you clean b-tch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
they saying i got so mean over time
they saying they don’t know me over time
press rewind, just press rewind
i remember when i couldn’t even rhyme
i remember when they was all hating
but that paper i was chasing
i remember when my mama told me to stay patient
yeah, now i’m patient, i’m caking
when i look up at the stars i see myself
’cause i’m who i wanna be, yeah
wouldn’t wanna be anybody else
i can only see me, no i can’t see n0body else
put you pride up on the shelf
i’m a boss b-tch and i got it out the mud
now i’m flossing, so you hating ’cause you broke
it’s okay girl, it’s okay, it’s okay
that you late and i’m paid, smoking grade a
ever day is pay day, baby what you waiting for?
why are you saving wh0r-s? baby go hop aboard
whenever i shoot i score, yeah
just look up at the board, you see my score and i’m winning

[verse2]
this a freestyle b-tch
b-tches always hating on that sugar trap sh-t, no
b-tches tryna copycat my sugar trap sh-t
i got it out the mud, i don’t ever need no clique
i ain’t never need no dude to tell me what to do
i never needed you to make me comfortable
i’m telling you
whoever screaming that they put me on, they lost
i put myself on, and look, now i’m a boss
yeah, yeah, haha, yeah shoutout my manager
yeah, yeah, bullets’ll handle ya
yeah, yeah, my b-tches bad as f-ck
yeah, yeah, haha, yeah, yeah
i got two new phones so you can’t call me
five grand and blue benjis falling right at my feet
i’m grinding, am shining, i’m who you wanna be
and if you hating on me b-tch, see yo -ss in the streets
like yuh
haha, sugar trap

[outro]
i’m a bad b-tch, ya’ll could follow me twitter ’cause i’m mad rich
i’m a bad b-tch, follow me on instagram, rico nasty

- rico nasty lyrics

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