Hello, music enthusiasts! Welcome to Mojim Lyrics! Today, let's delve into the heartfelt lyrics of Pretty Ricky by Finesse2Tymes. Join us as we uncover the profound emotions woven into each verse, embracing the universal language that is music.
Finesse2Tymes Pretty Ricky Lyrics
[Intro]
(Number)
It ain't nothin' but a number (Ain't nothin' but a number)
It ain't nothin' but a number
It ain't nothin' but a number
It ain't nothin' but a number, ayy
(Marz)[Chorus]
She say she twenty-three (She twenty-three)
She don't want a young nigga, she want an OG (It's me)
I'ma take her to Mastro's (Mastro's)
Put her on a lil' game and fuck her to sleep
Turn her into a millionaire (A millionaire)
Get whatever you want, baby, any pair (Any pair)
Her lil' pussy was tight-tight (Like right-right)
So I opened her cheeks like get in there, get in there (Get in there)
[Verse 1]
Type shit (Type shit)
So I wеnt and put Nick on her right wrist (Right wrist)
5K on her outfit (Her outfit)
Thеm young niggas you fuckin' ain't 'bout this (They ain't 'bout this)
Them lil' bitches that's hatin' ain't 'bout shit (Ain't 'bout shit)
I'm the best it's gon' get, I stamp it (I stamp it)
Instagram ain't nothin', she better in person
I thought I got catfished (Baby, you bad as hell)
She told me she outside this summer (Outside this summer)
Told her, "Fuck that, we gon' grind this summer" (Fuck that)
Healthy as fuck, got her workin' out with me (Workin' out with me)
Turn her 'round, eat her out in the sauna (Yeah)
Twenty-five, fuckin' me like she fifty (Me like she fifty)
And she mature, baby different, she different (She different)
Cut her off, let her see what she missin' (See what she missin')
Sent her a text, told her meet me in Memphis (Meet me in Memphis)
[Chorus]
She say she twenty-three (She twenty-three)
She don't want a young nigga, she want an OG (It's me)
I'ma take her to Mastro's (Mastro's)
Put her on a lil' game and fuck her to sleep
Turn her into a millionaire (A millionaire)
Get whatever you want, baby, any pair (Any pair)
Her lil' pussy was tight-tight (Like right-right)
So I opened her cheeks like get in there, get in there (Get in there)
[Verse 2]
She say she twenty-four (She twenty-four)
Gotta be a young lady, don't want a ho (I don't want a ho)
She know I ain't trickin', but lil' mama different (She know I ain't trickin')
When it come to you, that shit on the floor (Shit on the floor)
She don't get what she want, she gon' do the most (She gon' cut up)
She don't get what she want, she gon' do the most (She gon' cut up)
I don't play 'bout lil' baby, I'm turnt about her (I'm turnt about her)
And she don't play 'bout me neither she turnt about me (She turnt about me, okay)
I love her, though (I love her, though)
But she can't meet my mama, though (Can't meet my mama, though, baby)
She from the streets, so she with the beef
But she 'bout her money, though (But she 'bout her money)
She feelin' this slick shit (Feelin' this slick shit)
She just want some money and big dick (Big dick)
Keep me a thick bitch (Keep me a thick bitch)
Pull up at the Grammys with a rich bitch (Pop out with a rich bitch)
I scooped her up in a Fisker (Yeah)
I ate her pussy and kissed her (Mwah, mwah)
Lil' shawty got in her feelings
I don't want no dealings, so I dismissed her (Go that way)
Go-getter
She ain't cuffin' on no nigga (She ain't with that)
Yeah, she might be a ho, that's cool (That's cool)
But she don't fuck with no broke nigga (Respectfully, let me get that)
[Chorus]
She say she twenty-three (She twenty-three)
She don't want a young nigga, she want an OG (It's me)
I'ma take her to Mastro's (Mastro's)
Put her on a lil' game and fuck her to sleep
Turn her into a millionaire (A millionaire)
Get whatever you want, baby, any pair (Any pair)
Her lil' pussy was tight-tight (Like right-right)
So I opened her cheeks like get in there, get in there (Get in there)
She say she twenty-three (She twenty-three)
She don't want a young nigga, she want an OG (It's me)
I'ma take her to Mastro's (Mastro's)
Put her on a lil' game and fuck her to sleep
Turn her into a millionaire (A millionaire)
Get whatever you want, baby, any pair (Any pair)
Her lil' pussy was tight-tight (Like right-right)
So I opened her cheeks like get in there, get in there (Get in there)
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