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Lust Video (MV)




Performed By: Ricky Rick
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Rick Walker




Ricky Rick - Lust Lyrics




Bag it up, Toretto

Uh
Yeah

Niggas fake but I already knew it
And I stay in the mall, I'ma blow it
Gotta get to them racks like a sport
I was done bad, had to kick in that door
Bitch, I'm in a Hemi, I ain't in a Ford
On a cool day, I'm wearin' shit you can't afford
I'm in the house gettin' racks, I ain't tryna go on tour
Uh, and I'm still fly from the floor up
In a fast car, ain't no tour bus
He try to rob, my Glock up
I'm in Balenci, I can't leave a scuff
She said I'm a dog, I said more like a mutt
Shawdy tryna get lit, tryna act like a slut
I'm in the gym, lifting weights, I'm buff
Nigga down bad, he broke, that's tough
I ain't in love with the money, it's lust

I'm on her backside, she trying not to cuss
Racks on this whip, I was just ridin' a bus
G-lock in the Gucci, got no time to tuss
I'm in a rush but she wanna make time just to f*ck
On the net bouta cop me an SRT truck
Late night on the highway, I'm racin
We won't even lock eyes if she basic
Gotta get to the money up early, I'm chasin
Bitch, I stay tight, ain't no chance of you bracin
Racks stuffed in my pockets, no birthday, I'm cakin
I ain't even say too much, she naked
Give myself a lil' goal, in a week I'ma make it
Gotta take risks to get rich, gotta face it
We from the same place, but they broke, know they hate it
Lil' Rick done went up and they can't even debate it
Her new nigga lame, he keep askin' bout me, that's degrading

Niggas fake but I already knew it
And I stay in the mall, I'ma blow it
Gotta get to them racks like a sport
I was done bad, had to kick in that door
Bitch, I'm in a Hemi, I ain't in a Ford
On a cool day, I'm wearin' shit you can't afford
I'm in the house gettin' racks, I ain't tryna go on tour
Uh, and I'm still fly from the floor up
In a fast car, ain't no tour bus
He tryna rob, my Glock up
I'm in Balenci, I can't leave a scuff
She said I'm a dog, I said more like a mutt
Shawdy tryna get lit, tryna act like a slut
I'm in the gym, lifting weights, I'm buff
Nigga down bad, he broke, that's tough
I ain't in love with the money, it's lust
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Bag it up, Toretto

Uh
Yeah

Niggas fake but I already knew it
And I stay in the mall, I'ma blow it
Gotta get to them racks like a sport
I was done bad, had to kick in that door
Bitch, I'm in a Hemi, I ain't in a Ford
On a cool day, I'm wearin' shit you can't afford
I'm in the house gettin' racks, I ain't tryna go on tour
Uh, and I'm still fly from the floor up
In a fast car, ain't no tour bus
He try to rob, my Glock up
I'm in Balenci, I can't leave a scuff
She said I'm a dog, I said more like a mutt
Shawdy tryna get lit, tryna act like a slut
I'm in the gym, lifting weights, I'm buff
Nigga down bad, he broke, that's tough
I ain't in love with the money, it's lust

I'm on her backside, she trying not to cuss
Racks on this whip, I was just ridin' a bus
G-lock in the Gucci, got no time to tuss
I'm in a rush but she wanna make time just to f*ck
On the net bouta cop me an SRT truck
Late night on the highway, I'm racin
We won't even lock eyes if she basic
Gotta get to the money up early, I'm chasin
Bitch, I stay tight, ain't no chance of you bracin
Racks stuffed in my pockets, no birthday, I'm cakin
I ain't even say too much, she naked
Give myself a lil' goal, in a week I'ma make it
Gotta take risks to get rich, gotta face it
We from the same place, but they broke, know they hate it
Lil' Rick done went up and they can't even debate it
Her new nigga lame, he keep askin' bout me, that's degrading

Niggas fake but I already knew it
And I stay in the mall, I'ma blow it
Gotta get to them racks like a sport
I was done bad, had to kick in that door
Bitch, I'm in a Hemi, I ain't in a Ford
On a cool day, I'm wearin' shit you can't afford
I'm in the house gettin' racks, I ain't tryna go on tour
Uh, and I'm still fly from the floor up
In a fast car, ain't no tour bus
He tryna rob, my Glock up
I'm in Balenci, I can't leave a scuff
She said I'm a dog, I said more like a mutt
Shawdy tryna get lit, tryna act like a slut
I'm in the gym, lifting weights, I'm buff
Nigga down bad, he broke, that's tough
I ain't in love with the money, it's lust
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Writer: Rick Walker
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