Ricky Hil - WOAH lyrics

Ricky Hil is back, woah!
Fucking all the bitches, woah! woah!
Ricky Hil is back, he fucks all the bitches
Woah!

Two fifty for the O, KC hat on
Low like a bow
Ain't nobody with me right now but my bro
Ricky ain't picky, 'bout to hit me a hoe
Wait a fucking minute, I know that hoe
She from the row, she fuck with my bro
She hit me on the low, I told that bitch No
You must be slow, sixteen O's
High at my shows, i'm fucking these hoes
I look good in my clothes

Tall ass models, all they do is pose
Just to fuck the bitch, gotta get on my toes
You know they fuck with Rich cause
I keep 'em on their toes
Big ass weed, burn it like toast
White tees and Carhartt coats
Beige Dickies, rolling up bose
Bitches with me rolling like oats
Ice cream, root beer floats
64's that drive like boats

Bitch it's HIL, you already know
It's just us, we got nowhere to go
Pull it out can you suck it like a pro
Lay down, I wanna lick every hole
I put the tip then I stick in some more
That pussy grip, don't wanna let it go
I'm out the door, leave you in limbo
I don't fuck with you
I don't fuck with limos
I ain't playing with you like
Tic tac-toe & nintendos

Bitch, I'm going up like Windows
I know you know how this movie goes
It's like I live in these studios
And I got a lot of bitches like Ruby Rose