Floners - Rica Lyrics

When you come 'round town
I know you'll hold me down
You're the baddest around
And I always notice
Girl you're chosen
You're the one who's got me open
I can see you yeah you rocking
When you coming they be flocking

That's a bad little chica
Move like she come from Costa Rica
Rica, Rica, Rica, ah
Gucci, Prada, all designer
I swear she a diva
Diva, diva, diva, ah

Oh I girl I got you open
Girl I got you soaking
Tried to leave me floating
Tried to leave me broken
But I'm too cold you notice
I'm too cold you know this
Aw yeah she's a diva
Best friend is Sativa
She post up with some reefer
Smoking by the window
Girl you bad I see ya
She looks like Aaliyah
Girl you got me hoping
Girl you got me open

Girl let's not waste any time
Girl I know the feeling's right
I'm about to make you mine, ya

She got me open
That girl I swear I need her
Might just have to cuff never leave her
If she hold me down then I'll find a way to treat her
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley with Balenciaga sneakers
Yeah we rollin heavy with Jodeci in the speakers
I look into her eyes
She the pupil I'm the teacher
Bad huh
Yeah she's bad to the bone
Yah-uh yah-uh
Hella caked up and she get it from her mom
Yah-uh yah-uh
And do not ask for her number
'Cause she already rock with the FLONERS

Girl let's not waste any time
Girl I know the feeling's right
I'm about to make you mine, ya

That's a bad little chica
Move like she come from Costa Rica
Rica, rica, rica, ah
Gucci, Prada, all designer
I swear she a diva
Diva, diva, diva, ah