Killer Mike - RIC FLAIR lyrics
rate me(Intro)
I'm going on tour, and I'm gonna show anybody out there
That thinks for one second that maybe I'm second guessin' myself
That I am the greatest of all time foreva and eva
One surprise, one surprise, shh! Wooah! I'm back
(Verse)
To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
Ya betta have a Christopher word game, witty
Ya betta have a dance game similar to Diddy
Or play b-ball above the rim like Smitty
Josh, Chris Bosh, Paul Gasol
Or any other nigga that ball at all
I used to sell it white as Paul Wall
Gave my young boi three of them in the mall
And he gon' bring me $75K back tomorrow
Ya know what Bigga 'bout, ya know what Bigga do
Ice water in my veins, heart pumpin' igloo
I'm familiar wit the money so who the fuck is ya?
What the fuck ya do? Where the fuck ya from? Who ya knowin'?
Sumebody get this nigga, I don't know him
And I'm 'bout to jet off on his ass like a Boeing
Goin', goin', goin', gone song
(Interlude)
Ya don't like the the prestige that I have in life
Ya don't like the notoriety
Ya detest the fact that I got more cars than most of ya have friends
I got a big house on the big side of town
I got life pretty much the way I want it
(Verse 2)
To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
Yo mindstate gotta be as wicked as Fiddy
Can't luv life sucklin' on mama's titty
Cuz life is a bitch & a bitch ain't with it
Ya gotta have faith livin' life on Biggie
I'm ready to die for the money, who is with me?
Life after death, hey this must be hell
I asked for six figures, God gave back self
I'm on my way to heaven in a Porsche 911
Buried in my car, I'm surrounded by a harem
Surrounded by my brethren, my funeral is legend
Buried like a pharaoh with my jewelery in the desert
The government will hate me like Jesus, but fuck 'em
I did it for the grind, I did it for the hustle
I did it for the people on the bottom in the struggle
I did it for my comrades, did it cuz I luv 'em
(Interlude)
Custom made brother Wooah, & I mean custom made!
From the alligators to all that they can see right here
Ric Flair! There's only one, & I don't care if it's Tokyo, Japan
Greensboro, Richmond, Charlotte, North Carolina, Asheville
Atlanta, Georgia, Charlotte, LA
I'm the man that's makin' it possible!
(Verse 3)
To make it out the ice cold streets of the city
Ya got to politic yo situations like Clinton
If ya chase power ya ain't gotta chase women
So take sum' advice, take cash over ass
When ya get money ya ain't gotta take shit
So, long as ya broke she ain't gotta take dick
Capiche?
Now ya know what motivate yo beetch
Capiche?
Pay the mortgage or the pussy up for lease
Capiche?
Church ladies goin' gaga for the Gucci
Got 2 niggas, menagin' for sum' Louie
Work with the keys, get acquainted with Alicia
And every other girl named Rihanna wanna meet ya
They in it for the money, not the swag or the features
Pretty parasites might suck ya like leeches
Just sum' information for a student from a teacher
Real life shit, I'm Mike Bigga, nice to meet ya gone
(Outro)
At Delta, the girls call me cool
At Eastern, the girls call me Slick Ric
And all the other women around the world just say
There goes the man... Wooah
