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richest man in arkansas - ricky bascom lyrics

[verse]
i told my parents i forgive ’em for the past
but i just told them dumb b*tches that i take it back
b*tches want s*x? i don’t do that
the only time i pull down my pants is to show my ass
f*ck yo’ b*tch, i’mma just do some [?]
we at the top, b*tch, don’t ask me to touch grass
they say stick to your own kind, i don’t know what to do
’cause the way that that black b*tch give brain, i swear to god she got a white iq
f*ck you

i just told my arkansas b*tch about jay*z
and i told my cali b*tch about biscuits and gravy
she said “do you love me more than hip*hop?”
b*tch, i don’t even love you more than tik*tok
she see me on tik*tok and she say she hate me
want me to f*ck her fat friend, i can’t even say maybe
i’m working out so much i don’t feel the pain
i know junkies that would k!ll for these veins
i’m not in your world, i’m on my own time
you’ll prolly catch me at the gym working out at midnight
i done lost my mind, my dopamine gone
driving at 3am, forgot to turn my lights on
the police pulled me over, i couldn’t keep calm
but she let me go ’cause she said that she knew my mom
b*tch, get on your back when the s*x starts
i can’t hit it from the back, yeah, i’m rosa parks
got a new piercing, and you know she into art
i can’t wait ’till she leave, you know that’s my favorite part
i’m a guappy guapper, you know, the guappiest?
all my b*tches love me, b*tch, i’m a populist
told her the d*ck was good, b*tch, i’m a optimist
don’t say i like women ’cause, b*tch, it’s the opposite
money on my mind, i don’t believe in fun
you could walk to a bag, but i’d rather run
watching kanye interviews, but i think that i’m done
i don’t care if it’s 6 million, i don’t even have one
i need one
at least one
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by*
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
baby mamas by the dozen
i’mma say something that you’ll never forget
’cause if i’m not the center of attention, it makes me upset
i was doing lawn care, gettin’ money at a slow pace
i feel like a black disciple ’cause i had to drop the rakes
i keep pushing boundaries, f*ck them comments
i still treat my b*tch like a object
real life artist, don’t care about a streaming check
i don’t drop singles, i live in the projects
i understand if i’m not on your year*list
but i can’t be scared, taylor swift said “be fearless”
if you do something smart, act dumb to keep the balance
where i’m from the emo girls try to hide they country accent
i’m already great but we need a next in line
when i start my family, we the next jackson 5
i need to make some money if i gave you a ring
so don’t hit me up if you ain’t tryna sing
i’ll probably cut you off if you try to warn me
if you something nice, i’ll probably think it’s boring
manipulate the b*tch, just to f*ck the hoe
we work at popeye’s but we still sellin’ both
i remember 2 years ago she had so much life
got her heart broken and she turned into a dyk*
we all make mistakes, but that’s just life
drinking [?] tap water, it looks like sprite
i love all women, we need to treat ’em right
if he cheats on you, then dump him that night
just keep your head high and don’t turn bi
god put you on earth to suck d*ck and die
i’m up all night and i’m thinking ’bout my ex
i’m crying at the gym, i got tears on my bench press
smoking works for you? for me it doesn’t work
the only way to numb the pain is say a racial slur
[outro]
b*tch, what you got to lose after all?
why won’t you come f*ck with the richest man in arkansas
taylor swift!
[?]
you can’t succeed if you aren’t uncomfortable
some people say it’s selling your soul, some people say it’s getting out of your sh*ll
i’m still tryna figure it out, i can’t tell

- ricky bascom lyrics

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