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Ricky Bobby Video (MV)




Performed By: Ysl Rel
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Terrel Simpson




Ysl Rel - Ricky Bobby Lyrics
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I walk in' drip as hell like water on my body Tryna get rich as f*ck this year I feel like
Roddy If you ain't first your last word to Ricky
Bobby And I've been trickin' bad startin' to
Be my hobby Why worried bout the past, no Use that shit
Behind me I know I did you bad, still ain't told You sorry
Like is you really talkin', if it ain't bout
No money Bro got a chopper, eat a nigga face Off just like a zombie I go ghost to the white Boys, I be with
They act like Tommy Act like trained dogs, tell That boy go
Get him, they go dummy I heard that all dogs Go to heaven, still alive, that shit a blessing I'm Still toatin' on that Smith & Wesson
White bitch thick as hell, they thought I came With it iggy
Off rips, she knew me well, ain't had to spend a penny
Yall niggas fruit as hell, all y'all niggas diddy
My jacket's long as hell, cover up the semi
Bro at the doctor office, tryna get a scrip, he said he feigning
He like, how much coughing I really gotta do to get some lean
You niggas work with pigs, cook like Jimmy Dean
She got you watchin' kids, I f*ck her, then I'm green
That shit I never did, she playin' with my heart, just for the fun of it
Go grab my bag from out the car, i got my gun in it
She talkin' crazy, now that lil' bitch got me Bent
Can't see me out, my windows black as hell, Cause of the tint
They call it presidential, but I just call it 5 percent
Bro got a 20 ball, I just tryna sell the fent
Sippin' dirty water, like a nigga spent the night In Flint
Done did some bad shit, every night I pray, I Repent
Now they singin' Purple Rain, heard he got Dropped
And now they say they killers, now they say They bang
That shit be funny as hell, niggas be swingin' Like, sick
Walk and drip as hell like water on my body
Tryna get rich as f*ck this. Year , I feel like Roddy
If yeen first, you last, word to rickey Bobby
Why worry about the past? No use that shit Behind me
I know I did you bad, still ain't told you sorry
Like is you really talkin' if you ain't got no Money
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I walk in' drip as hell like water on my body Tryna get rich as f*ck this year I feel like
Roddy If you ain't first your last word to Ricky
Bobby And I've been trickin' bad startin' to
Be my hobby Why worried bout the past, no Use that shit
Behind me I know I did you bad, still ain't told You sorry
Like is you really talkin', if it ain't bout
No money Bro got a chopper, eat a nigga face Off just like a zombie I go ghost to the white Boys, I be with
They act like Tommy Act like trained dogs, tell That boy go
Get him, they go dummy I heard that all dogs Go to heaven, still alive, that shit a blessing I'm Still toatin' on that Smith & Wesson
White bitch thick as hell, they thought I came With it iggy
Off rips, she knew me well, ain't had to spend a penny
Yall niggas fruit as hell, all y'all niggas diddy
My jacket's long as hell, cover up the semi
Bro at the doctor office, tryna get a scrip, he said he feigning
He like, how much coughing I really gotta do to get some lean
You niggas work with pigs, cook like Jimmy Dean
She got you watchin' kids, I f*ck her, then I'm green
That shit I never did, she playin' with my heart, just for the fun of it
Go grab my bag from out the car, i got my gun in it
She talkin' crazy, now that lil' bitch got me Bent
Can't see me out, my windows black as hell, Cause of the tint
They call it presidential, but I just call it 5 percent
Bro got a 20 ball, I just tryna sell the fent
Sippin' dirty water, like a nigga spent the night In Flint
Done did some bad shit, every night I pray, I Repent
Now they singin' Purple Rain, heard he got Dropped
And now they say they killers, now they say They bang
That shit be funny as hell, niggas be swingin' Like, sick
Walk and drip as hell like water on my body
Tryna get rich as f*ck this. Year , I feel like Roddy
If yeen first, you last, word to rickey Bobby
Why worry about the past? No use that shit Behind me
I know I did you bad, still ain't told you sorry
Like is you really talkin' if you ain't got no Money
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Writer: Terrel Simpson
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