Rico White - Voicemail lyrics

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Rico White - Voicemail lyrics

In dyer strengths, I prove my worth Keep it a thousand FLA the realest state like sellin houses, How's it goin Tyler okonoma was a ba*tard, You n***as is clowns known as the it factor You n***as real? Really? Realize this Realistically I talkin about Hence forth u callin it quits And thats a lesson too intensive bro weak flows Reluctantly cuss at me cuz he know George Zimmerman autograping guns at gun shows R.I.P. to Trayvon Martin Both of us born on February 5th, 1995 til infin, jane who i marry I had a huge vocabulary as a infant s** my dick Cuz it's only the beginning​ Sex witcha mind, cum hits the ceilin cuz I buss Nuts in tha bu*t big women Flippin hoes like the trappers quote un-quote flip pidgeons and I'm servin mcs, Wait your turn get out tha kitchen like what Get out the kitchen like what Get out the kitchen like what Get the f** out my kitchen like what (Voicemail Interlude) Co, Woah Who's mic'n tha rock, I reign supreme whether You like it or not, I make em hot Now dey buying​ plenty shorts I Rap better den Christmas elves December 24th Tha Florida cla**ic, Your more of a has been They sort of was gasping, cuz rappin hasn't Ever surpa**ed it, I rap it like plastic She eat the dick I give her a napkin I can read my lyrics upside down and still whoop your​ a** bih Yeah doe R.I.C. den yell oh Her skin tone yellow I play her like a cello Jello, soflo recipe Why he call you Dallas girl?, 'cuz rico still Texas me' Oh sh** She s** my dick and tell nobody call that top secret f** her bolegged now she barely hop descent co da sh** Fly b**hes get comfy I smoke a mc And then I get tha munchies So its best I gotta eat (x3) So I guess I gotta guess I gotta guess I'm out to eat (Voicemail Interlude)