Ricky Rich - War Lyrics

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Is this thing on
Whatever

When you see me bitch move
Get out the way
I'm not f*cking with you
I'm not classy nor trashy
Bitch I'm hella rude
Give two f*cks bout your feelings
Or your attitude bitch
Take a zan and then bam
I'll take you for dinner
Sushi out japan shit
What the f*ck am I saying
I'll f*ck your whole life up
Leave you left with nan ho
Who the f*ck is you playing ho
Leave you broke with no plan ho
Take exquisite trips with your man Ho
Private island that's land ho
Maybe I'm just real bored
My goal you cannot score
What the f*ck are saying
I can't help that your mother raised a Whore

Who the f*ck want war
What the f*ck keep score
Look to the board
Who the f*ck want war
Leave a bitch real sore
Left on the floor
Who the f*ck want war
Ricky Rich be the bitch
You can't ignore
Who the f*ck want war
Who the f*ck want war

Who the f*ck want war
What the f*ck keep score
Look to the board
Who the f*ck want war
Leave a bitch real sore
Left on the floor
Who the f*ck want war
Ricky Rich be the bitch
You can't ignore
Who the f*ck want war
Who the f*ck want war

Take the pic Call me Tyra
Flick the bic, get inspired
I'll take your bitch
Just to say I did
Give her back
Cuz I don't like pussy
But I wanted to try her
She said oh daddy you tired
I said no bitch you fired
So call up your nigga
And tell him come get you
Your times up expired
I'm hella lit up bitch I'm wired
This green in my blunt get me Higher
I'm living my life bicuriously f*ck You mean
You should try it
I never give up when it comes to a Buck
Cause if bitches get buck
Ima f*ck up they luck
Ima f*ck up some bands
About 25 grand in the back of my Van
Bitch get left in the dust

Who the f*ck want war
What the f*ck keep score
Look to the board
Who the f*ck want war
Leave a bitch real sore
Left on the floor
Who the f*ck want war
Ricky Rich be the bitch
You can't ignore
Who the f*ck want war
Who the f*ck want war

Who the f*ck want war
What the f*ck keep score
Look to the board
Who the f*ck want war
Leave a bitch real sore
Left on the floor
Who the f*ck want war
Ricky Rich be the bitch
You can't ignore
Who the f*ck want war
Who the f*ck want war

You do it for the gram bitch
I do it for the bands bitch
Give it to you while I'm cruising
Down the ave bitch
26 not 21 savage
You bitches just average
You bitches aint passin
These niggas is past tense
These niggas ain't packing
Keep a nigga in check whip cracking
Stacking

Why these niggas always out here
Gassin
Why these niggas always out here
Stashing
Stick to lying, and crying and trying
To explain themselves without an Ounce
Of open honesty
While there's niggas out here dying And trying to see
What all the talk is about and what's The tea
Imitation I take as flattery
Tell em the ugliest trait is jealousy

Who the f*ck want war
What the f*ck keep score
Look to the board
Who the f*ck want war
Leave a bitch real sore
Left on the floor
Who the f*ck want war
Ricky Rich be the bitch
You can't ignore
Who the f*ck want war
Who the f*ck want war

Who the f*ck want war
What the f*ck keep score
Look to the board
Who the f*ck want war
Leave a bitch real sore
Left on the floor
Who the f*ck want war
Ricky Rich be the bitch
You can't ignore
Who the f*ck want war
Who the f*ck want war

Yeah you said you wanted this work
Didn't you bitch
Didn't you bitch
Now I got this motherf*cking work For your ass bitch
What you saying now ho
You ain't saying shit now ho
You had all that motherf*cking Mouth
You had all that mouth
You did all that talking bitch
Now you quiet
Now you silent
Man what the f*ck you doing
You silent