42 Dugg - Free Ric lyrics

That Patek can't bust but you know me Holding for the 4's, b*tch, I'm holding for the East On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet Free RIC, free Kwe, free RIC, free Meech On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Meech Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet A Patek, a Patek, a Patek, was gon' buy it for my daddy Let me find out ni**as cappin', ain't 'bout action Baguettie, baguettie, baguettie, they say I might regret it if I chandelier a skelly, plus they tax Heard the fetty ain't sh*t in Alabama 42 for the bammer Just say we forget to stamp 'em, not on a camera Ayy, I wish a ni**a would play with me Sixty-two for the ‘Za, the buds two-eight a piece I love to get 'em cheap, them drugs keep me in sync Might thump a b*tch if she blink .. pink, then again Wanna see me stretch some b*tch in the pen? Been thuggin' since we was kids, my brother know what I did Between him and that SIG, I know I'm five out of ten It hurt me to hear that, ain't that some sh*t, b*tch First incomplete I ever had on a hit You a trip, that ain't stoppin' sh*t, we poppin' sh*t See a b*tch, we drop a b*tch That Patek can't bust but you know me Holding for the 4's, b*tch, I'm holding for the East On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet Free RIC, free Kwe, free RIC, free Meech On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Meech Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet b*tch, better not say sh*t to none of my ni**as, ayy Chevy, T-top, on D-U-Bs A lil' old seventy for these watches, four for the weed Throw a b*tch sh*t for eavesdropping, this confidential I'm the sh*t, I need some tissues Seventeen up in this nickel I get pissed, I might go crazy b*tch, I'm rich, y'all ni**as hatin' Take me back when I had love, me and .., we .. That Patek can't bust but you know me Holding for the 4's, b*tch, I'm holding for the East On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet Free RIC, free Kwe, free RIC, free Meech On the count of three (Smurk), everybody yell free RIC (Gang), free Meech Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet (Foenem, let's get it) b*tch better not say sh*t to none of my ni**as, ayy (b*tch) Quarantine, pop out with them killers, sh*t be boring me (Let's get it) Got her titties done and I'm the reason, don't be ignorin' me (b*tch) Foenem died flukey, they too happy, sh*t be blowing me (Let's get it) Textin' b*tches bringing up my name, they be showin' me (Man, what?) Hellcats, run up on that wide-body, his head stretched (Yeah) Clean gun, I take the switch off, put it in my headrest (Yeah) I drive far, you don't take care of your fam, what you alive for? Same ni**as screamin' that they gang, the one I die for Blick blick, chopper chop-chop, Glock fah-fah Trench baby, got it out the mud, I'm a rockstar (Rockstar) Every ni**a 'round me got a bag, on my mama (Gang, gang) He killed me in his comments, I killed him with these commas Free Steve ‘nem, free Jam ‘nem, free ‘Nine ‘nem Money on you dead, just take it out 'cause you can't dine in I got killers with outstanding warrants that still be flyin' in (Still be flyin' in) Screamin' you gon' slide, if you gon' slide, then ni**a, slide then (Slide, slide) I'm from the ‘Raq, where the gangsters at, lil' bro, paint his ass Glock with beam, look like laser tag, you can't save his ass (Yeah) Wet him up, bro'nem bath his ass, bro'nem chase his ass (Yeah) Bro'nem face his ass, I relate to that, I relate to that (Man, what?) That Patek can't bust but you know me Holding for the 4's, b*tch, I'm holding for the East On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Skeet Free RIC, free Kwe, free RIC, free Meech On the count of three, everybody yell free RIC, free Meech Free RIC, free Tee, free RIC, free Skeet b*tch better not say sh*t to none of my ni**asss