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slick rick - lick the balls lyrics
excuse me, i’m trying to earn a mere buck or two
a solemn rapper come in, and who the f-ck are you?
around this part of town with diamonds and your girl in fur
“i’m trying to enter in this rap contest you’re havin’, sir”
you’re kinda late, “flat tire” well, that’d do it ‘cuz
well alright, pay me now, and you’ll be at the hub
“i hope i don’t mess up, or run out of breath, or even brick”
don’t worry hon’ you’re hittin’ ’em harder than a f-ckin’ brick
“but what do you think, van?”, please, no one can serve us
“wish me luck, dear, i’m scared and i’m nervous”
so who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
this one the dj calls, lick the b-lls
now every time i write dope raps they come vickin’ it
now you know the t-tle of this, so start lickin’ it
lips kickin’ it, hey b-tch, there is a brick in it
so when you think you’re prepared, i keep stickin’ it
now here they come with a spike to fight, take it light
now who the one you’re trying to be like with all your might
and anyone that attempted to remove me out the race
best give me sp-ce before i fly in they f-ckin’ face
now raise that vocal, play that role around your local hoods
don’t worry about a thing ‘cuz ricky rick is bringin’ home the goods
who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
this one the dj calls lick the b-lls
now everything that come out your mouth, sound like it’s out of spite
i’m back on a mission and this time i’m gonna anchor right
that’s right, ads help, he’s improvin’ it
“thank gosh, rick, we love the way you’re movin’ it”
who’s h-ttin’ rough in eighty-eight, i bet your momma knows
backslap you all down like i were dominoes
stun ’em all, come on y’all, give me a taste of life
act trife, i’ll let my dog cold f-ck ya wife
so be my friend and don’t pretend you will not be forgiven
you’re cleaning house up to the master, that’s how we both are livin’
so who will stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
this one the dj calls lick the b-lls
go vance wright, go rick, look at the style we bring
how come you cannot write a rap that will erase the king
the girls you watch are now entranced now when they see me slam
sh-t on motherf-ckers and i tell them who the f-ck i am
my name is rick, but now you know who’s rulin’ it
pump the world and the dj put the fuel in it
come ride the d-ck and if you wanna know what is the word
who write the baddest raps you and your boys have ever heard
i eat you up and give your girl a bowl of puppy chow
you understand alright? h-llo, i’m tryin’ to tell you now
who stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
this one the dj calls, lick the b-lls
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