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Yeah I came right back, probably sooner than you thought I would It's Johnny Valient, call me anything but Hollywood This is for the students breaking weed up on they college books To the ones that never graduated but they got a job Criminals, common crooks, everything in between Bitches eager for me to feed 'em my Jimmy Dean Bitches, denim's expensive, don't get no lipstick on my jeans Don't expect a promise ring, I don't give apologies Wouldn't give a bitch a gift from Dollar Tree, smoking on my steeze Sour Diesel reeking, almost kicked me out the candle wood I got the Denver bud, Hoppas and Indicas On the second floor, but you can smell it where the interest was I'm like a Timberwolf, my competition throw up Like a tennis, or a cut of prime beef, ID'd Like an appetizer looking up like "When does dinner come?" I might hit a blunt then hit the buzz and get a Cinnabon Sprinkle me mane, used to bring the cocaine To the party, started thinking Rick James Yeah I might've changed but you still a lame with a rinky-dink chain Dick riding any rapper that you think should be named They put a crown and came out the game, they don't treat me the same Broads that used to show support, they don't no more, it's a shame Maybe they just don't enjoy to see the king in his reign But when I'm gone, bitch the one spray-painting my name 'Cause it's the R-I-Double-T-Z Letras de cancionesRittz in this bitch The one that's running with me It's rapping C-N-T to the E-N-D R-I-Double-T-Z Rittz in this bitch The one that's running with me It's rapping C-N-T to the E-N-D Motherfucker I'm the CEO, indeed we smoke And free pre-rolls of the trees we know 'Cause we debow, the chick sees home Then we stay broke, it the type of industry Emptying out the clip repeated, squeeze, reload We don't repeat G-shows, we known to D-P hoes And feed the chode with meat until she walk away with wobbly limbs Looking like a porno star that got it in her bottom end Beating up that body, would'a thought it was a boxing gym Like [?] taught a [?] how to swear in French Watch how you weigh your arrogance, I was scared to spare a cent Went to barely rich, there it went, lost it all Buried in a marriage, man it's wild this shit's imperative To get it back again, here's my chance, put it on the Bible This rap shit is real as no performing arts recital Fuck with my money this time, I be in Florida with an alibi My boy gon' be the one that's in the car behind you I think you know where I'm going with it, so don't forget it A changed man, I don't blow my lake, you show respect and everything is cold and steady If you don't, you know the ending like when Drake headlined a show and Frank Ocean didn't The camera love me, word to Motion Family Hard to look away like naked porno folders of Dakota Fanning I'm back again, attention so demanding I just hope you over-stand me All my fans and homies chanting 'Cause it's the R-I-Double-T-Z Rittz in this bitch The one that's running with me It's rapping C-N-T to the E-N-D R-I-Double-T-Z Rittz in this bitch The one that's running with me It's rapping C-N-T to the E-N-D R-I-Double-T-Z Rittz in this bitch R-I-Double-T-Z Rittz in this bitch R-I-Double-T-Z Rittz in this bitch R-I-Double-T-Z Rittz in this bitch R-I-Double-T-Z R-I-Double-T-Z R-I-Double-T-Z R-I-Double-T-Z From Letras Mania