Vice Mackin Premo Rice
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[Intro]
Uh
[Verse 1]
Goddamn it, Mr. Rice feelin’ nice, it’s a groovy day (Uh)
Fuckin’ bitches off the quick, who do I choose today?
Number one pick, keep a bitch straight guessin’ up (Guessin’ up)
She like, “What it do, nigga? Is you fresh or what?” (Fresh or what?)
Tell a ho, I’m Mr. Clean beamin’ (Beamin’)
Cooley Mack Steezin’ (Steezin’)
Bossin’ up (Uh), grind steady, flossin’ up
You whack niggas takin’ L’s, no finessin’ though (No finesse)
I do it well, I Tommy Vercetti on a ho
Vice City swaggin’, no laggin’, fucked your ho in the G-Wagon
With my main bitch, she’s taggin’ (Yup)
Dominque slammin’ (Slammin’), this the new hit you jammin’
Bishop Mack droppin’ bombs like loose cannons (Loose cannons), uh
[Chorus]
I say, oh, I need to get high- igh- igh- igh right now
I need to get high right now
I say, oh, I need to get high- igh- igh- igh right now
Uh, uh
[Verse 2]
Super-duper fly in the place, what’s the case tonight? (Case tonight)
Bitties lookin’ right, guaranteed they ‘bout to shake tonight
Club goin’ up, bunch of butts, couple freaky sluts
Lane-swag surfin’, another niggas doin’ so much perpin’
And the hoes, they lurkin’ (Lurkin’)
Me? I’m just coolin’ in the cut, posted up, couple bitches I done fucked
But that’s old news (Old news), treat a ho like old shoes
Hit the pack, then I sip a cold brew (Pour up)
Soundin’ like ’92 (Uh), got a flow from back in the day
Back when your mom’s was thottin’, and then crack was the way
Now, it’s 2015, you niggas gon’ have to pay
I’m the coldest mofucker today, better know some (Better know)
Uh
[Verse 1]
Goddamn it, Mr. Rice feelin’ nice, it’s a groovy day (Uh)
Fuckin’ bitches off the quick, who do I choose today?
Number one pick, keep a bitch straight guessin’ up (Guessin’ up)
She like, “What it do, nigga? Is you fresh or what?” (Fresh or what?)
Tell a ho, I’m Mr. Clean beamin’ (Beamin’)
Cooley Mack Steezin’ (Steezin’)
Bossin’ up (Uh), grind steady, flossin’ up
You whack niggas takin’ L’s, no finessin’ though (No finesse)
I do it well, I Tommy Vercetti on a ho
Vice City swaggin’, no laggin’, fucked your ho in the G-Wagon
With my main bitch, she’s taggin’ (Yup)
Dominque slammin’ (Slammin’), this the new hit you jammin’
Bishop Mack droppin’ bombs like loose cannons (Loose cannons), uh
[Chorus]
I say, oh, I need to get high- igh- igh- igh right now
I need to get high right now
I say, oh, I need to get high- igh- igh- igh right now
Uh, uh
[Verse 2]
Super-duper fly in the place, what’s the case tonight? (Case tonight)
Bitties lookin’ right, guaranteed they ‘bout to shake tonight
Club goin’ up, bunch of butts, couple freaky sluts
Lane-swag surfin’, another niggas doin’ so much perpin’
And the hoes, they lurkin’ (Lurkin’)
Me? I’m just coolin’ in the cut, posted up, couple bitches I done fucked
But that’s old news (Old news), treat a ho like old shoes
Hit the pack, then I sip a cold brew (Pour up)
Soundin’ like ’92 (Uh), got a flow from back in the day
Back when your mom’s was thottin’, and then crack was the way
Now, it’s 2015, you niggas gon’ have to pay
I’m the coldest mofucker today, better know some (Better know)
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