Want (feat. Octavian) - J Rick

Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas Go Grizz Kio, Kio Uh, met this pretty ting, nice to meet you, mucho gusto Sweeter than a churro, she call me Papi Chulo Yeah, I'm single, baby girl, but how 'bout you though? Tryna make you my number one, tryna make you my numero uno Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet She's sexy I'm in love with her brain, man, she's stuck on my mind She only speaks when she has an epiphany Kind of girl you wanna fuck all the time Ride me like I'm Ginuwine I suck on her nipples, she's suckin' on mine She told me "Hit it from behind" I stroke it, I pull out, I cum on her spine Uh, I think that I found me a keeper, por favor mamacita Let's do it like Mickey and Mallory, get you some ice to go with your tequila I just bought a Rolex, broke it in half 'cause this one's a creeper We sippin' liquor by the litre, pussy so good it put me in a sleeper When I look left in the morning, there's a bitch who's tryna stay (who are you?) Did we smash or not? Man, I don't recognise her face (who are you?) I don't need your talkin' or your weed you're tryna blaze (no) Me and Skep linked up, and now we're dancin' in the rave (ooh) Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Came out of the car, and your bitch, she said, "Hola" I'm smoking cigars and I'm drinking Coronas And I met this bitch who was dressed up in Rosa I tell her, "Come here, girl you're very hermosa" Tengo dinero, forget your man Come outside, step, man, and look at my dance Some tequila, man, I'm droppin' my bands Take the weed off me, man, I'm droppin' my bands That bitch is way too fire (whoa) Where the hell did I find her? (Mmm) Man, it's hard to describe her (yeah) Other bitches don't like her (whoa) It's 'cause she's gettin' all designer (yeah) Mm, it's a minor (woah) Your other man, he's tired (yeah) Fuck him and then climb up, dancing Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet (you got me dancing) Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet Sweet, sweet-sweet, sweet, sweet (money dancing) Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Sweet, sweet, sweet-sweet (you got me dancing)

Expect me, n-, like you expect Jesus to come back Expect me, n-, I'm comin' Your ex like Pocahontas Whatever happen, I'ma get money I'm on Thriller, n-, f- my conscience These foreign shoes, f- my bunions (okay) We done made a hundred bands on Sunday And I ain't goin' to Magic Monday Put the d- in her a- like crunches I came from shootin' CeeLo in the dungeon I'm tired of makin' it rain, I'd much rather go buy me a plane (okay) I had to call 'em to stop up the sink (okay) Whole lotta tried to go down the drain (ha, okay) First hundred thousand, I went made a strain I was ridin' behind Gucci in a red Mulsanne That was back in '09 before the fame came (okay) I had a check 'fore the rap check came (okay) I put baguettes on this sh-, I just blanked I don't four-four, make the check Houdini B-, you cheated, don't speak when you see me I'm in the Turbo S, no GP I'm gettin' h- from Ch-, I meant CC My n- ain't even tryna hit Saweetie (nah) That b- turn me off, no kizzy (no kizzy) I told my ex, "Don't call, I'm busy" (oh) I just told my new one she gotta trust me (gotta trust me) She love all my friends 'cause they love me (love) Everything you do and everything you say is stuck with me You're lovin' me, yeah I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable" I let her get away with murder when I fall in love I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us" I told my n-, "f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us" They want me dead, they want me dead If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dawg I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh I keep that fire on me everywhere (21) It's one n- talk on the internet But when we turn on his block, he ain't ever there (on 21) All them lil' boys be tryna act gangster That's why when they die, I don't ever care (on 21) We in the middle of summer, but, n- We steppin', this sh- feel like February (pussy) Yellow diamonds, they canary Came from the bottom and I made it to the other side Nah, I ain't use no fairy (facts) Opps be smokin' on n- they ain't step on Them n- funny, Jim Carrey (straight up) Stones in my ear, they VVS certified B-, I can't hear you clearly (on God) Big 4L, we ain't beefin' 'bout h-, n- Don't bring that sh- near me (21) Leave your phone when you step I drop the bag, your secret is kept (21) Opps cliqued up, they needed some help Got too much money, I hired a chef Get me mad enough, I do it myself (21) Y'all n- p-, it's all on your breath (21) Go against me, that sh- bad for your health Where he stayin' is the same place he left (21) I told my brother, "Take this watch, because I'm vulnerable" (Take this watch from me) I let her get away with murder when I fall in love (yeah) I told 'em, "Ante up the chips, because they know it's us" (Because they know) I told my n-, "f- them n-, 'cause it's f- us" (I told my n-, n-) They want me dead, they want me dead (dead, they want me dead) If I had one wish, I'd bring my n- back from the dead I'm sippin' codeine, this ain't no red, dog (codeine, no red, no) I'm up but came from the struggle, duckin' red dogs, uh Metro

Your cell phone, your wallet, your time, your ideas No barcode, no party, no id, no beers Your bankcard, your license, your thoughts, your fears No simcard, no disco, no photo, not here Your blood, your sweat, your passions, your regrets Your office, your time off, your fashions, your sex Your pills, your grass, your tits, your ass Your laughs, your bones We write it all We want your soul We want your soul We want your soul We want your soul Tell us your habits, your facts, your fears Give us your address, your shoe size, your years Your digits, your plans, your number, your eyes Your schedule, your desktop, your details, your life Show us your children, your photos, your home Here, take credit, take insurance, take a loan Get a job, get a pension, get a haircut, get a suit Play the lottery, play football, play the field, sports on toot We'll show you things we'll show you swings We'll buy you things, drugs, big yard, birds We'll sell you crap we'll charge you fat We're gonna find big guns and a drunk in your kitchen We want your soul Your soul, your house, your phone, your wife We want your soul Your soul, your house, your phone, your wife We want your soul Your soul, your house, your phone, your wife We want your soul Your soul, your house, your phone, your wife We want your soul Your thoughts, your emotions, your love, your dreams Your cheque book, your residence, your sweat, your screams Your security, your sobriety, your innocence, your society Your self, your place, your distance, your space

Woah Woah, woah, woah Ayy Starin' at your dress 'cause it's see through, yeah Talkin' all the shit that you done been through, yeah Say that you a lesbian, girl, me too, ayy Girls want girls where I'm from, wait, uh, yeah Girls want girls, wait, woah, yeah, yeah Girls want girls where I'm from, oh, yeah, yeah Girls want girls, woah, ayy, woah Girls want girls where I'm from, ayy Cannot play a player, baby I grew up with Drea faith I done seen the realest ones come and leave a crazy way Had to take my spot, it wasn't just somethin' that they gave away Sorry to all my fans that might've caught me on a crazy day Fuck you niggas thinkin' tryna block me on a fadeaway I been on this shit, I only vibe with a payday Say you go that way, I guess we both go the same way Girls want girls where I'm from Yeah, yeah, where we both from, ayy And you just got to Miami, need hotel rooms Niggas told you that they love you, but they fell through So you shop 42 'cause you, ayy And you throwin' on that dress 'cause it's see-through, yeah Talkin' all the shit that you done been through, yeah Textin' me and say, "I need to see you" I don't know (I don't know) I might come, I might go, I don't know (I don't know) I might come, I might go, I don't know Starin' at your dress 'cause it's see through, yeah Talkin' all the shit that you done been through, yeah Say that you a lesbian, girl, me too, ayy Girls want girls where I'm from, wait, yeah, woah Girls want girls, wait, woah, yeah, yeah Girls want girls where I'm from, oh, yeah, yeah Girls want girls, ayy, yeah Girls want girls where I'm from My girl got a girlfriend Ain't tryna be out of shape, well stay up on them curls then If gym don't work, get surgery I'll pay for that, my courtesy Can't imagine no bitch curvin' me I put in that work overly, I handle business And I got two pretty bitches, keep 'em both on fleek They got matching Benz and matching APs Now they can really call each other twins I'm cool with all the owners, they love me, so they gon' let us in And bring all of your peers, it look better with more people We got 1942 Casamigos, it's getting heated They gotta follow us in the Uber, my car filled up with shooters It be lights, camera, action when you with us, it's a movie I don't drive my coupe to house parties, I'm tryna leave two of 'em Yeah, don't nobody notice the shit that we do She like eating pussy, I'm like, "Me too" I can't wait to get off work to go and see you Please bring your girlfriend along with you Y'all been on my mind too much, like what the fuck is wrong with me? She said it's somethin' about the way a girl just makes her feel Whatever you been dreamin' about, I swear to make it real Just ride around the town with me, then come lay down with me I don't know (I don't know) I might come, I might go, I don't know (I don't know, I don't know) I might come, I might go, I don't know, baby Starin' at your dress 'cause it's see through, yeah Talkin' all the shit that you done been through, yeah Say that you a lesbian, girl, me too, ayy Girls want girls where I'm from, wait, uh, yeah Girls want girls, wait, woah, yeah, yeah Girls want girls where I'm from, no, yeah, yeah Girls want girls, woah, ayy, woah Girls want girls where I'm from But I know you wanna roll with the gang And I know you want the finest of things Askin' me about se-settlin' down 'Cause you know the things are goin' my way

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع