Rick James
Juicy J, Keyshia Cole
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Yo Keyshia Cole Your boy Juicy J It's time When a woman is fed up If she done had enough Better watch out It's goin' down, yeah Why does it matter now? Who can do you better Feet up on your couch, Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James (Yeah bitch) I'm Rick James! Slap the bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James! If you want my love, Who is the one who's hurtin' now? But you can keep your double standards, It's funny how the tables turned around Oh bring 'em out out out out out Oh right now now now now Oh bring 'em out out out out out (you know it) Oh right now (tell them Keyshia!) Yeah! Why does it matter now? Who can do you better Feet up on your couch, Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James (Yeah bitch) I'm Rick James! Slap the bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James! Why does it matter now? Who can do you better Feet up on your couch, Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Cold blooded, I'm Rick James! Slap the bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James! I can see the picture shatter And we can pick up the pieces off the ground Till the point that nothin' matters And it's way too late to talk it out, ooh Oh bring 'em out out out out out Oh right now now now now Oh bring 'em out out out out out Oh right now (bring 'em bring 'em out out out) Why does it matter now? Who can do you better Feet up on your couch, Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James (Yeah bitch) I'm Rick James! Slap the bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James! ? You gon' pay for it later, Baby girl, more cut throat than a razor She know what she want, and she know how to get it Shawty, know the game, no, nigga you can't play her She bad, lookin' like a bag of money Make her own bread, fat ass and flat stomach She know she never gotta ask for nothin' These chicks hatin' 'cause they ain't half the woman Shawty came home he started runnin' his mouth She took her earrings off an get rational, damn! Homeboy know lil mama don't play He just grab the shit and started packin' (he gone) You broke her ? Your life gonna change She cold blooded like she got ice in her veins Got me chillin' in your house throwin' diamonds on your spouse Wipe my feet on your couch, bitch I'm Rick James! Why does it matter now? Who can do you better Feet up on your couch, Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James (Yeah bitch) I'm Rick James! Slap the bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James! Why does it matter now? Who can do you better Feet up on your couch, Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Yeah, bitch I'm Rick James Cold blooded, I'm Rick James! Slap the bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James!
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Written by: SEAN FENTON, ROAHN HYLTON, KEYSHIA COLE, BRANDON BELL, JORDAN HOUSTON, TAYLOR PARKS, BREANA MARIN, KAM PARKER
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