Rick james (featuring slug) Lyrics
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Rick james (featuring slug) Lyricsby Murs Buy album CD: Other Songs 1 - T [ Murs ] There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is But really it's my crew and these three white kids One brother, one sister, some other mister I wonder what they'd do if I walk right up and kissed her They'll probably just stare, nine dudes, one chick I ain't tryin to play it fair This supposed to be a party but it never made it there I paid five bucks just to get up in here and they wouldn't let us speak My homeboy Corey really had to take a leak Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat Then her brother stepped up, she grabbed him by the coat [ CHORUS ] Baby Don't try to save me People Just let me be Fucker I'm not your brother Step back Rick James, respect that [ Slug ] You rappers can't write, you writers can't rap So I'ma light this room on fire and take a nap The women like to smile, the women love to frown So I come out to play after the sun goes down Ain't got no money but I gotta lotta love The fridge is empty but the belly is stuffed Happy New Year, gonna be a good year Need to keep it steady, so I'ma put my foot here Ugly as fuck, beer gut, dandruff Too high to sit still, too drunk to stand up And if you ain't wearin handcuffs throw a hand a up Like you don't give a fuck, what [ CHORUS ] Baby Don't try to save me People Just let me be Fucker I'm not your brother Step back My life, respect that Baby Don't try to save me People Just let me be Fucker I'm not your brother Step back Rick James, respect that [ Murs ] And that's why you added two nicotine habits Murs/Slug is the group but "Felt" is the fabric Known for reekin havoc on tracks automatic We will not fall off, dagnabit Steppin to the wax plate with a 900 average Makin rappers run home, a Barry Bond habit So savage, so sick, plus the stage show rips I got the hardcore and the teenage chicks All love Slug but who loves ugly? I heard God does, shameless plug But I don't give a fuck Cause if his album does well then you'll pick this up [ Slug ] At best I'll give you credit to protest Now let it rest and take your place on the bench Put that arrogance back in that bottle When these fools gonna use some common sense? Easy to find but hard to catch Regardless I still play my part in this mess Far from the nest but home is the heart Blesseth be the S, should've known from the start I'm not tryin to be rude But I sincerely wanna fuck the taste out of your mouth Can you - wait, wait, I got sidetracked again So I'ma chill and pass it off to my friend And he says [ Murs ] Slug, I got your back cause that's what I'm here for [ Slug ] All they did was front so we snuck through the rear door [ Murs ] Bailin through the middle of it all feelin good [ Slug ] And the fellas yell what, girls screamin like they should [ Murs ] Now all the beautiful people in the house close your mouth [ Slug ] Let the ugly shout, show em what it's all about [ Murs ] So don't try to turn it out, forget the guns and the knives [ Slug ] We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be just fine And it goes [ CHORUS ]
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