lirik lagu rick is ugly – open mic
[spoken intro]
aye, ricky, bro… this a fun ass record, man
front to back
just, it’s fun, i don’t~ i don’t know what else to describe, bro
man, yeah bro, this the one, not the two
[verse]
y’all be quaking in y’all boots
all that fake sh~t obtuse
taking back the sh~t i lose
never lazy in nothing i do
my work ethic crazy, you know what i been through?
i don’t think so, i don’t think much, only know truth
i’m bulletproof
god got a gun and it’s fun to shoot
his tears run when he punish you
i don’t feel nothin, i get it done
fake money, you got a green thumb
cash long, i got a green thumb
you can’t dodge my b~lls, i feel like vince vaughn
ben stiller, yeah, i’m a k!ller, my cum taste like tropic thunnnnnder
there, you happy? fatty make a funny?
a good happy ending can make a lot money
so i’m pulling thеse strings, you’ll be my test dummy
i’ll pull out a piеce, so please don’t test, dummy
gimme your wallet, your keys, your rings, everything that suggest you balling, everything in between
leave you in your drawers, ew you got a brown streak
23 mill couldn’t cover up your stink
made my first dollars, paperboy on brown street
if you hated back then you can still doubt me
cause i’mma keep going hard, you see how clean i am with it
f~ck with me you’ll need an ambulance
better call your mom, she can handle it
that’s a couple bands, you can wait a bit
how i’m freelance and still feeling rich?
once you meet these hands, you’ll think i have a lisp
throw your body against the door, your kidney taking hits
bust down the exit with it, i’m off the hinge
looking like some pray, i just smoked, and i’m bout to binge
putting on a show for all your friends
now you bout to get smoked, get off the stage
how it feel when your homie get clocked in the head?
call the janitor so he can mop up the dead
all these threats you gon’ call up the feds
quiet and polite, don’t f~ck with the kid
you ain’t say sh~t? i thought you did
remember my first high i been f~cked up since
got f~cked up friends, might pull up with them it depends
bullet rhythm make you dance
she wanna take off her pants
she a fan, hand stand, once she get with me she ain’t calling her mans like
kiss the b~tch, huh
she sucking d~ck, huh
want me tell her what to do like i’m militant
how your d~ck so big, what’s the regiment?
she get her late night fix, i’m her letterman
your top 10 list, i’m better than
i always try to push the envelope
she want me stay, i gotta tell her no
i’m the type to infatuate, soon she’ll let it go
i’m the type to hate, reverse flash i’m old
it was me, i’m kinda tired of you flashing gold
it was me, i know this hate out of control
i know you wanna break the bread, just give you the mold
if you wonder why, i can teach you a lesson
can break you apart, you won’t be second guessing
can point out mistakes, you’ll never miss ’em
on the edge you got a nervous system
i’ll break it apart, i love it
then you’ll hate yourself cause who doesn’t?
find a dead body, cops wonder who done it
donuts nearby, it’s a bakers dozen
the game is for free, you feeling the budget?
can do what you do with a mill without nothing
huffing and puffing, what’s the mcguffin?
say you’re breaking down walls, nah, i’m causing destruction
f~ck sh~t
get jumped, surrounded, it’s a moshpit
what’s this?
stop it
grabbing on my d~ck like a bop it
wanna see a chest? you need a lockpick
new girl every year, i got options
love so much till i’m heartless
deal in absolutes i’m darth rick
and absolutely
this one’s a doozy
i’m not giving a f~ck i feel like goofy
long d~ck like rubber, i feel like luffy
i’m loosely usually celibate
all this p~ssy irrelevant
you can’t use me for my intelligence
music is my element
d~mn, these bars, i’m feeling kung fu kenny, b~tch
you at a bar off the henny, b~tch
stimulation, i’m a good medicine
everything you put out’s a sedative
i’m a whole different f~cking specimen
i’m a grower, i’ll show you
you reach for the standard just to bring it lower
surrounded by lames, i’ll keep my composure
this mid sh~t you making, to keep this b~tch shaking, this glock pop like cola, ah
[outro]
my work ethic crazy, you know what i been through?
i don’t think so, i don’t think much, only know truth
fake money, you got a green thumb
cash long, i got a green thumb
you can’t dodge my b~lls, i feel like vince vaughn
ben stiller, my cum taste like tropic thunnnnnder
aye, aye
keep a mask cause i’m f~cking sick, aye
you can’t f~ck with rick, aye, heh
aye, heh, aye, heh, heh, heh
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