(feat. Roxanne Shante) [verse 1:] I know this chick, her name is Loosey She's a freaky thang, yeah He legs are long and her lips are juicy You ought
? Let's see, uh . . . is there anybody in the, in the back? Well . . . oh-oh, hey! What's your name? Rick: Rick. FZ: Rick, and? Jane: Jane. FZ: Jane . . . RICK
ash tray [Verse 1:] The makin' of a mad man who entered stories of Devante Swing, Eva Gardner, the crashin of James Dean, Bobby Brown, influenced by Rick James
sue me niggas be groupies I see imitators tryin' to make albums spittin' my style And they don't even realize that I notice they stealing Nas' shit I pump some Rick James
see me and they think I'm on point So they roll me a blunt, or either pass me a joint I'm the modern day Rick James, yeah that's me Anything less than
a few seconds, to say peace to Sarah Vaughn Now back to the steel that will wield a golden reel And when you kick it to a James Brown feel Field was
by The Neptunes sound My peoples always see me and they think I'm on point So they roll me a blunt or either pass me a joint I'm the modern day Rick James
, tryin' to make a get-up stand-up anthem You spit hot garbage, son of Sanford What you rappin' for, to get fame or get rich? I slap a nigga like you, and tell him, "Rick James
a wonderful Sunday lunch and then wandered over to the cathedral to observe the wonderful faces on the Portico. May, 1992 - Santiago de Compostella (St. James
sue me, niggas be groupies I see imitators tryin' to make albums spittin' my style And they don't even realize that I notice they stealin' Nas' shit I pump some Rick James
that player hatin copycat Same little trip, you talk down on a player track If you wonder how I got the boss game Smokin on Mary Jane, listenin to Rick James
anybody in the, in the back? where...oh-oh, hey! what's your name? Rick. Rick, and? Jane. Rick and jane and carl! alright, here's how it works:
brother stepped up, she grabbed him by the coat [ CHORUS ] Baby Don't try to save me People Just let me be Fucker I'm not your brother Step back Rick James
-up stand-up anthem You spit hot garbage son of Sanford What you rappin' for to get fame or get rich? I slap a nigga like you, and tell him "Rick James
Before R. Kelly had his teens.. Wutang had their cream Slick Rick had his rings... crack rock had it's fiends Martin Luther had his dreams, Stevie Wonder
me now... Fucked up, brah... [imitaing Dave Chappelle playing Rick James] They never shoulda gave us niggers MONEY! What about yo' raps Phonte, and, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder
evening And I'm sorry 'bout that $2 coverage charge, but we have to pay the entertainment As I present to you Phonte, Big Pooh, 9th Wonder So y'all just
* DJ Premier samples/scratches between verses: "Boogie Down was performin, hey they ain't no joke" - Slick Rick "Down with the sound called B-D-P
