Rickie Jacobs

Rickie Jacobs - Medusa's Soundtrack lyrics

rate me

I shine, you shine

I take my time yeah, girl, the world is mine

But I cannot get your girl off my mind

Bitch ass niggas won’t kill me

But I’m too throw, I’m too throw

Telling with your bitch in a two door

But I guess she didn’t know that’s a coupe, hoe

And I bet you ain’t been with a Virgo

And my lifestyle’s universal

You get piped down while I swerve slow

Caught me right now with the word, yo

All I wanna do is get drunk, all she wanna do is get naked

I ain’t really having no fun, everything you do is reckless

And it’s where the haters gonna come

As long as a nigga respected, you better live ‘cause you only do it once

You better do it big, like the booties in Texas

Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah

Do it big like the booties in Texas

Free your mind, free your mind, free your mind

Free your mind, free your mind

Free your mind, free your mind, free your mind

Free your mind, free your mind

My baby mama always holds me down

Always holds me down

Whenever I’m around she pass me my crown

Look nigga, I be on that kryptonite

Yes, I’m good sipping Sprite and I’mma be in a nigga’s bitch tonight

Catch hoes like pokemon, I throw my balls at ‘em and poof be gone

And all these rappers them poof be gone know damn well they truly wrong

For hating on me, y’all know am your leader

I started out as your teacher, we go bad like NFL fever

I can’t tell I’m breathing in all of this glory

But I would tell ‘em to mark with stories

Shout out to every rapper before me

And I doubt that anyone would ignore me

Hey, what up? You remember the poor me?

You got a big but, you wanna come to the orgy?

Hold up, wait a minute, my fucking vision distorting

And I moved to a new hood, I got a letter from my old girl

Told the bitch don’t call me ever, ever, it’s a cruel world

No love for my ex’s, I’m getting hit from my wet bitch

And guess where she’s from, and you wrong, you dumb

She come from Texas

Free your mind, free your mind, free your mind

Free your mind, free your mind

Free your mind, free your mind, free your mind

Free your mind, free your mind

My baby mama always holds me down

Always holds me down

Whenever I’m around she pass me my crown

Look nigga, I be on that kryptonite

Yes, I’m good sipping Sprite and I’mma be in a nigga’s bitch tonight

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