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Real Boston Richey
Real Boston Richey
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jalen Taheen Foster
Jalen Taheen Foster
Songwriter:in
Delanious Leon Ward Jr.
Delanious Leon Ward Jr.
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
D Dot Freezing
D Dot Freezing
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MixedByHeem
MixedByHeem
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Mischtechniker:in
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
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Lyrics

Uh Yeah, (be that coldest motherfucker) Richey Richey Go Richey Go Richey Do your big one Go Richey Do your big one I'm too smooth with this shit, I get in and out I can teach a nigga how to pay for pussy and rizz out that I won't tell you to put that pussy off unless it's hanging out Don't mind me when I put my dick, you know babe, we just hanging that I'm like, hold on, you like girls, and I like girls I'm feelin' you, you way too bad, you might just get a referral I told you I'm tryin' to blow it on you, girl, I ain't tryin' to twirl I speakin' to you, Robby, I'ma rock your world And I'm like, shake it like, shake it out like what your mama gave you Niggas stealin' the swag, tryna run with the drill, niggas impersonators I got me other married bitch in my will, the bitch a fornicator I'm mad to step whenever I'm in her, dig it hard, I terminate her Bird fingers, 'cause we gon' fuck with haters Hey, hater, bye, hater Older bitch so freaky, got me fuckin' her with a vibrator Cora put us up in my Maybach truck, that's how I slide, baby I can't give you a number in five minutes, 'cause, bitch, I'm tired, baby Jump on top of your main bitch, on top of us during the drive, baby I ain't got no main bitch, that's why I love to be outside, baby I thought you said we weren't going cordial I don't want no pussy tonight, make me pull up and give me aura Whole city warm, my head on fucking applause, daughter Nah, for real Go Richey Do your big one Go Richey Do your big one I ain't trippin' on what you do, girl, do your big one 'Cause when I fall off the club, I'm tryin' to hear somethin' Go Richey Do your big one Go Richey Do your big one When I tell a bitch, do a big one, bitch, I'm talkin' big like chalk Big on big, big times, I'm havin' a birdman run Popped out drippin' while I sell, I'm drippin' everything's Saint Laurent Go ask my old ploy, all them niggas will tell you I ain't come up off no front Go ask my old girl, the bitch will tell you I went about on her butt Snatch a bad IG bid, go home, fuck her like a slut You gon' fuck on me, I'll fuck a bitch nigga, leave him in the dust Yeah, that nigga might got some money, but he know he can't fuck with us I got a low attention span, every week I switch my woman crush I ain't tryna hear you, you heard what I said Bitch, let's go Go Richey Do your big one Go Richey Do your big one I ain't trippin' on what you do, girl, do your big one 'Cause when I fall off the club, I'm tryin' to hear somethin' Go Richey Do your big one Go Richey Do your big one (Be that coldest motherfucker who got)
Writer(s): Foster Jalen T, Delanious Leon Ward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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