Dickmatized RJmrLA
"Dickmatized" by RJmrLA, released in 2021, is a hip-hop/R&B track that explores themes of infatuation and obsession, particularly focusing on how romantic and physical attraction can cloud judgment. The lyrics depict a scenario where the narrator feels entranced and overwhelmed by a partner's charm and allure, leading to a humorous yet relatable portrayal of love's complexities. Musically, the song features smooth melodies and catchy hooks, blending contemporary beats with a laid-back vibe. Its candid approach to relationships resonates with listeners, contributing to its cultural relevance in discussions about love and desire. #HipHop
[Hook]
I ain't gon gas your girl to get it goin'
But you know I last from now until the morning
Bitch don't get dickmatized
(And you gon wanna claim this dick, know you can't claim this dick)
These hoes gettin' dickmatized
(Now they wanna claim this dick, no you can't claim this dick)
And your bitch got dickmatized
[Verse 1]
Uh she bought me a Beamer
I brought her some condoms and told her call when she need it
Yeah I'm cocky, confident, I wouldn't call it conceided
But I call it how I see it, when you calling for Jesus
Mr. mother what? Girl get it deep in your gut
Got her like ugh!
Falling suit no cuffs, hittin' all the spots docs don't touch
I be doin' my stuff
Full of that [?] when a fly choose I be all on the thick ones
Break your bottom bitch, trade a rat for a rich one
Lookin' for a addict I ain't one for addiction
Uh-uh, none of that
I ain't havin' none of that
Bitch I done ran through your team I'm a running back
And I'mma have your ass running back
I ain't gon gas your girl to get it goin'
But you know I last from now until the morning
Bitch don't get dickmatized
(And you gon wanna claim this dick, know you can't claim this dick)
These hoes gettin' dickmatized
(Now they wanna claim this dick, no you can't claim this dick)
And your bitch got dickmatized
[Verse 1]
Uh she bought me a Beamer
I brought her some condoms and told her call when she need it
Yeah I'm cocky, confident, I wouldn't call it conceided
But I call it how I see it, when you calling for Jesus
Mr. mother what? Girl get it deep in your gut
Got her like ugh!
Falling suit no cuffs, hittin' all the spots docs don't touch
I be doin' my stuff
Full of that [?] when a fly choose I be all on the thick ones
Break your bottom bitch, trade a rat for a rich one
Lookin' for a addict I ain't one for addiction
Uh-uh, none of that
I ain't havin' none of that
Bitch I done ran through your team I'm a running back
And I'mma have your ass running back
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