I Don’t Listen Ricky Hil

I hope, give you patience, give you pleasure
I hope I never, forget you ever
Tougher than my lever
Even if she immature that's what i prefer
I used to wanna fuck my teacher
I still wanna, but now I wanna meet my reaper
Damn that sounds immature
Down I sound like a devil in the church
Move a pound 'til my mother start to curse, at me
Smoke weed 'til I start to look slapped, happy
I used to fuck a bitch when see had @ me
And she used to try put my homie on thе da? for me
Man that bitch was Disney
Man that OG will leavе you dizzy
Man that whisky will keep me pissy
Ain't it crazy that Trel got a baby by Chrissy?
All my ex bitches miss me
And the bitch that's with me
Is way more pretty than Whitney
And I'm way more witty, than you ever heard
Slick Rick couldn't find a better word
My new bitch like Chanel that's what she prefer (she wear fur)
My ex bitch ain't ahead of her
My new bitch you could catch me headin' her
Limosa Nostra, caring for the worst
Hat back bitch, like I'm Fred Durst
In the grave i immerse
What up girl keep one of my bags in her purse