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Paroles de la chanson Rituals par

(Kenny)

Fifty cal', this bitch the size of my back (Wow)
Forty cal', might let it blow to the max (Boom)
I'm smelling fruity I roll up a sack (Huh)
He rub on my booty and lick down my crack, woah
Bust down, bust down, watch how you act
He blowin' my math, but I know how to add it (Huh)
Son all you bitches, go sit with the nanny (Huh?)
Smoke out the packs, I ain't rockin' a fanny (Huh)
We sanitize, don't need your handing
Out at the party, bitches keep grabbin'
Wild out with my bitches, I keep me a canon (Boom)
You not a baller, your game keep laggin' (Ball)
She not a baddie, her panties granny (Ugh)
I'm not scared of change, I be goin' through drastic
Thought they was gone shit on me until I passed 'em (Wow)
Big dawg, big dawg, how did you get it? They askin'
Get on your feet and don't ask for no pity
I got my own Dale, don't need you to chip in (Yeah)
I'm countin' my blessings in silence, you trippin' (Woah)
I can't show love to these witches
This ain't Nintendo, lil' nigga, we brought out the switches (Switch, switch, switch)
His dick lookin' limp, think that boy need biscuit
I get to the cake 'cause I'm mixin' the Bisquick

I keep givin' sauce out 'cause I got infinite
I'm a real artist, you bitches scribblin'
I be ballin', I don't even dribble (Dribble)
Dog ass bitch, I'ma feed you some kibble (Kibble)
Freak ass nigga tryna suck my nipples (Yeah)
You made double, I made triple (Nasty)
Killin' these hoes, they think I do rituals (Wow)
We gone pop that ho like a 'cicle

He African, I wanna party in Lagos (Woah)
The scent on my body Byredo, I stack up the Legos
That nosey shit get bitches kicked off the payroll (Ha)
I peel off the top like the roof was a mango
This AR got range, but we not in a Rover
I won't repeat it, I already told ya
Groupie ass bitch tryna sleep on my sofa (Yeah, yeah, yaeh)
This ain't no hangover, I'm a star, super nova (Huh)
He like my car 'cause the motor (Vroom)
Man, tell these bitches switch the flow up
Watch how I raise the score up (Shut up)
Yes, I am Rico, but there's no indictin' me
I keep a Glock, ain't no random bitch fightin' me
I lie to you, but you better not lie to me (Huh?)
Use to be down, they was pilin' on top of me

I keep givin' sauce out 'cause I got infinite
I'm a real artist, you bitches scribblin'
I be ballin', I don't even dribble (Dribble)
Dog ass bitch, I'ma feed you some kibble (Kibble)
Freak ass nigga tryna suck my nipples (Yeah)
You made double, I made triple (Nasty)
Killin' these hoes, they think I do rituals (Wow)
We gone pop that ho like a 'cicle
I keep givin' sauce out 'cause I got infinite
I'm a real artist, you bitches scribblin'
I be ballin', I don't even dribble (Dribble)
Dog ass bitch, I'ma feed you some kibble (Kibble)
Freak ass nigga tryna suck my nipples (Yeah)
You made double, I made triple (Nasty)
Killin' these hoes, they think I do rituals (Wow)
We gone pop that ho like a 'cicle

Wow, boom
Huh, I keep
Skrrt, skrrt, huh
Many, I keep

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