Ric Flair

Woo, that's who's standing here today

The World's Heavyweight Champion

Only one, and you're looking

Oh knows I can't stand it

Now I gotta talk, we all gotta be quiet

Nikita Koloff, we've only just begun






Boy floatin' down shit's creek

Who gon' need the paddle when the shit's deep?

We ain't Bobby Shmurda but the clique deep

Caught a body a week ago, we were this weak, don't fuck with me

Boy floatin' down shit's creek

Who gon' need the paddle when the shit's deep?

We ain't Bobby Shmurda but the clique deep

Caught a body a week ago, we were this weak

I just want it all, I just want it all

Even when I'm knowin' that ain't shit to you

I just pray to God, I just pray to God

Oh Lord, you done made my wrist weak

Jumpman, you could call me Air Jordan

Pullin' out the lot like I’m Jeff Gordon

We fuckin' Ric Flair on 'em

Pullin' out the chamber like a shareholder

I just got some mutherfuckin'

Puttin' bitches all up in a landcaster

Took a bitch and flew her out to South Beach

This is how you put a doll in a sand castle

Done know, we dumb blowed

I could live without a magazine cover

But shout out to my niggas from the XXL

All I need is, Magnum rubbers

But fuck the competition, let the sex sale






Side diss, dog

You talkin' 'bout you fuckin my bitch, aw

Let's keep it real, I never eat your baby, mom

But boy I treat her like a side dish, dawg, don't get it fucked up






Last time, I ain't had time for it

But today I got time for it

Nigga dressin' up in Tom Ford

Just to get that (clap, clap) like my dogs tryna encore

Oh my God, you a hater, nigga, on my mom

And no lie, I be on my job

A lot of niggas be jammed

When they talkin' but they don't want drama

We a different kinda sinister

Rollie presidential but the prime minister

Niggas got a chopper and a nine milliter

Liu Kang niggas acting fly finish' 'em, woo






Ric Flair, the bitches love me on my Ric Flair

Ric Flair, the bitches love me on my Ric Flair

Ric Flair, the bitches love me on my Ric Flair

Nigga, Ric Flair, yeah, the money long like my bitch hair






All these bitches should know

All these niggas should know

All these bitches should know

All these niggas shit, done known, done known

All these bitches should know

All these niggas should know

All these bitches should know

All these niggas shit, done known, done known






I'm sorry nigga, you forced it

Fuck it, just say you love it and forfeit

All my brothers goin' corporate

I see us #1 on this Forbes' list

My closet still covered in Jordan's

Still thuggin', still ruggin', niggas still can't fuckin' afford this

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Bout to pay the lawyers off for my nigga Kellz

We still talkin' like they're cell phones in his cell

I touchdown just like its NFL, then I'm in a SSL

Then I'm in a shawty named Vanessa cell

I'm pullin' off the SLS, sippin' VSOP

It got me stressin' and yes I'm callin' up the SOD's

Abbreviation talk, bang bang hate to talk

We pull up in matchin' cars 'cause we hate to walk

With more problems always comin' from this dope shit

Hoe shit, want to stop your whole cash flow shit

Put your feelings in the air, niggas wanna hold shit

Oh shit, hate the man the "open the door" shit

I'm only fuckin' with my nigga Sasha

A lot of niggas is some rich impostors

Thick woman whippin' pasta, plus sippin' vodka

Never fuck the money up, don't think this shit was flocka

Back when play was playback, you knew the kid from way back

We Maybach major, I got aggressive and lay back haters

But niggas ain't really ain't got nothing'against me

They just hate that paper, well, grat grat, take that hater

I think it's clear I hate the plateaus, and the platform

I bring it back like the Afros, ain't no platforms

And plus the plaque here, that's the young here

I'm ballin' like AND1 here

I'm offstage a bunch of white bitches yellin' fuck yeah

This for the niggas with no ambitions

This for the bitches with heart intentions and your commitments

You know we old school, since '02 with the pro-tools

We would scroll through, fresh niggas bustin' dope moves

Look, I heard you tellin' lies, shit was funny

These niggas disrespect the kid, I get they bitch to fuck me

If she miss out on fuckin' me, that bitch gon' miss the money just to love me

I treat you niggas like some distant cousins

Don't give a fuck who make the XXL cover

Fuck the competition with some XXL rubbers

Heard them birds chirpin', they some next Nextel brothers

Niggas try to hate, I had to check check tail brothers

Y'all know, I'm so original like old school and Nike checks

I fuck the game up then I fuck your wifey next

I'm so serial, I eat these niggas up for cereal

I'm talkin' life, checks

Nigga, you don't understand, boy

We can go O for O, hoe for hoe, check for check

Dawg, we can go bad bitch, slut, head, neck for neck

Nigga, we ain't never gon' be neck to neck, dawg