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On The Rocks Lyricsby Pretty Ricky Buy album CD: Other Songs A - W Chorus(2X) We aint going to the club We aint buying out the bar We aint tipping these hoes We aint fuckin' wit y'all cause We on the block tonight I'm making so much money and my pockets right. Verse1: My niggas handcuff bringing broads in to town cause We in the trenches where it's fucking going down. Where da G's at ......without probable cause watch the G's react. Move fool like they don't exist Put lick on his chevy and hi frozen wrist And grind most sported dickie for another day Linking up with niggas that get it the same fucking way .......go getta fuck the club, lets get paid We enter a small town, distributing all around, Plenty time for pussy, right now put down cause Chorus(2X) Verse2: Business before pleasure, speaking of pleasure My R&B road dawg, we hwaded up to Tennessee then to Mississippi Where it's got the vicious clicks more conscerned with paper. Not here for the clubbin' shit. But niggas think i'm trippin' Like sumthin' must be wrong wit him. Really rather rob rappers, fuck doing song wit'em. I don't get along wit'em Where as i'ma different breed Keep a 14 for the head, hot a.........., what Ya need weed,haze..., strictly haze on da block [don't know the rest right now]
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