RichyR.I.C.H. - Tracy Svmmers lyrics

[Verse 1: RichyR.I.C.H.] Tek body gyal Your looks please me Your body hypnotize with no biggie, This is silly Puff huff, huff, huff, My daddy would be proud That I found the angel twisting her hair on my cloud And still, On a reals, The way I feel It makes my lips blush and my brown cheeks pout And OWW! My hormones are leaking out Your s** appeals nectar, I buzzed to your center The days I bent u over Placed my thumbs in your dimples, fine girl, no pimple To mold you was not simple So hot, and everything cold Well good ridence Funny what love ain't got, Parade her city non stop Tight like a jockey or a knot Or Joseph's wife To the loveshack, 5 sticks on your back Ah! Yuh so nice, Jump about like lice Rice thrown Cans scraps the tar, As we go la la la The world ours, La Tracy Doves cry as we sip purple rain Let go of my chain Accelerated rain pours hard on my window pane Summers Before the rest includes pain Put the star away Before you go to p-en Today is the end You shall see 'he' with 'double l' [Verse 2: RichyR.I.C.H.] Portuguese? No, I don't speak French? Qui qui, no pee pee I need to waste but my dick needs to breathe Face & body are legit Both their eyes are the sh** One hazel n one green Like E4 I wanna bang skins Inbetween, hey, Parle vous francais? On the contray, in this country I be regal Feeble if they follow till tomorrow Or their minds are hollow, They wore tight clothes You can see the hourgla** bro I Richie, has quickly Pulled chicks to Rub me, flick me, blow me Agree To Do me So mellow watch how they relax If not Taken, I claim backs Whack twats, as Richy rich snap backs Woof! pardon, Brian! its RICH back Bare, grizzly, enter pon the noire taxi Straight to holiday inn with xannies Kiss willy so siddy, handcuff my hands to the sides b sh** prepared to beat them, my eyes said ferme So my lids sinks, Sexual thinks I Start to think, I soon to end blink I crosseye to see a thompson What? Above my johnson? Oh naw, Tracy They took my J's Monarch pays Jacket suede RB shades Packed and said Mer-cay She did not just--Summers [Verse 3: RichyR.I.C.H.] In a week, She raised the 4-5 on me Like april n may, ash between fingers dismays Code red mayday Greeding to bust her pelvis, Feels like a chick flick Flopping' like a fish, Not a bish, But she a trick! Where's the rusty knife Could I break her neck like Curley's Wife Sigh, damn, what the hell? Yo, What Is this life? Sexy Medusa A look produces me stone Thinking bout your an empty skeleton, wanna donate a bone Falling for this girl that rides with red, jams in ends With her friends smoking by the fence With a her little hood Up to no good, Noisy like squidward Robbing boogs in locksley Especially, she acts like the wife from Kings Of Queens Get comfy, In a shell She licked a shell, to the ceiling My Nike's fell Can't believe all this be happening Bi Po sh** started from a slap while celebrating Chelsea's goal Swear my own eyes were fading Hold up, what the f**? Yo, what she grabbing? Oh, Tracy calm down yo, Tracy, ah Grab the cutla** for herself to check Placed right upon her s**y neck Twist 360 Linda Blair, oh its sticky Ay, Tra--Sum-Summers, oh damn, oh summer put it back The paranormal menstrual Toby I rebuke you, please leave Tracy Before she popped that E I never thought she was Ready [Interlude]