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Ooh, ooh
I be, that boy named Rick
I like, them bougie chicks
I hit, that booty quick
I like, them juicy lips
And when I go freak at her house
I'mma go sleep at her house
As I go peek at her blouse
I'mma drink up the style
As I, uh-uh, here we go
Wrote this here about a year ago
Movie stars, you'll be large
Lolos, bouncing, moving cars
People, this is for my players and my ballers
All my people, girlies and my shorties, all my ladies
Party people, all you player haters and my skaters
You my people, uh-huh, uh-huh
People, all you baby mothers that don't want us
You my people, this is for my shorties and my homies
You my people, this is for the ladies that won't date me
You my people, uh-huh, uh-huh
Now all these girls they say, "Yo, put me on the payroll
Take me to Tobago, get me out this J-O-B"
You gotta be kidding, I be spending money on you women, uh-uh
I don't be giving, I don't be lending, that'll be ending
You're funny too, R. J. yo, hahaha, go without
Flawed in lies, open mouth, holding thighs on the couch
People, this is for my players and my ballers
All my people, girlies and my shorties, all my ladies
Party people, all you player haters and my skaters
You my people, uh-huh, uh-huh
People, all you baby mothers that don't want us
You my people, this is for my shorties and my homies
You my people, this is for the ladies that won't date me
You my people, uh-huh, uh-huh
Now if the chick up in the corridor
Will get a little off the wall
And I don't even have to call
As I step in through the open door
She saw before me on the floor
Hit her in the dormitory
And she gets hot and warm
Never mix gin with chloroform
Buy at the corner store
Ready for the next round and a four-by-four
And I can do it for a minute then go for more
I be, that boy named Rick
I like, them bougie chicks
I hit, that booty quick
I like, them juicy lips
And when I go freak at her house
I'mma go sleep at her house
As I go peek at her blouse
I'mma drink up the style
My party people
People, this is for my players and my ballers
All my people, girlies and my shorties, all my ladies
Party people, all you player haters and my skaters
You my people, uh-huh, uh-huh
People, all you baby mothers that don't want us
You my people, this is for my shorties and my homies
You my people, this is for the ladies that won't date me
You my people, uh-huh, uh-huh



Авторы: Jule Styne, Bob Merrill Copyright: Music & Media Magic, Inc., Chappell & Co.



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