Rico Nasty - Big Dick Energy lyrics
[Rico Nasty - Big Dick Energy lyrics]
Yeah, Rico! Rico! Oh my fucking god
Whenever I don't get my way, bitch
I get real belligerent
Have a pot to piss in
And now I'm pissing on 'em and they sick
I need a doctor visit, tell me doctor
Am I really sick?
He said I'm showin' characteristics of
Bein' a snobby bitch
Yeah I'm a poppin' bitch
And I know it ain't hard for you to see
I used to watch TV
Now I'm the bitch you seein' on TV
I pray to god that my thousands
Can turn into some millions
And to some billions
That's just my everyday feeling
They keep on asking how I'm feeling
But shit, how would you feel?
When everybody else is hungry and
You servin' the meals
I'm grippin' the wheel
I'm praying that I don't get a ticket
Even if you movin' fast
The chance could still come
And you'll miss it apply it and risk it
'cause everyday ain't promised a visit
How you expect to learn anything when
You talk more than listen?
Or bark more than Bitten?
They keep on sendin' shots but they missing
I invite bitches to my hotel room
And I got 'em kissing getting money
The objective of all of my daily missions
Everybody got a problem with me
But I just don't get it
I can't even go nowhere no more
'cause they want a picture
If money made out of lemonade
Then I need me a pitcher
Smoking on some gold papers, bitch
It shine when you hit it
You can't get me out my character
'cause I'm 'bout my business
I'm wit' a white bitch
She snort more shit then Bobby and Whitney
They don't like to hear the moves I make
'cause they stuck in a pivot
They took the sauce and yeah, I want it back
Does that make me stingy?
They call me weird 'cause I don't look
Like none of these other bitches
They can't stand to see me win
They cringe when they see my picture
I already know I'm realer
And you don't even know the difference
All my shit original and I
Don't ever need a witness
When I'm talking money, you
Say what you say
'cause you can't comprehend it
Listenin' to Aretha Franklin
Thumbing through some Benjamins
I mixed the molly with the Percocets
Sounds like an even blend
Bitches wanna swag surf
'cause they see I set the trends
"Rico, what that bag worth?" Bitch
You better not ask again
Gettin' on my damn nerves
I might swerve in the Benz
Bitches act like birds in the coupe I be in
Better snatch your girl when
The troops walkin' in
So much smoke in the air
You think Snoop up in here
I got purple and I got that
Shit with fuzzy orange haze
For every bitch that's hating
I'ma put one in the air
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Whenever I don't get my way, bitch
I get real belligerent
Have a pot to piss in
And now I'm pissing on 'em and they sick
I need a doctor visit, tell me doctor
Am I really sick?
He said I'm showin' characteristics of
Bein' a snobby bitch
Yeah I'm a poppin' bitch
And I know it ain't hard for you to see
I used to watch TV
Now I'm the bitch you seein' on TV
I pray to god that my thousands
Can turn into some millions
And to some billions
That's just my everyday feeling
They keep on asking how I'm feeling
But shit, how would you feel?
When everybody else is hungry and
You servin' the meals
I'm grippin' the wheel
I'm praying that I don't get a ticket
Even if you movin' fast
The chance could still come
And you'll miss it apply it and risk it
'cause everyday ain't promised a visit
How you expect to learn anything when
You talk more than listen?
Or bark more than Bitten?
They keep on sendin' shots but they missing
I invite bitches to my hotel room
And I got 'em kissing getting money
The objective of all of my daily missions
Everybody got a problem with me
But I just don't get it
I can't even go nowhere no more
'cause they want a picture
If money made out of lemonade
Then I need me a pitcher
Smoking on some gold papers, bitch
It shine when you hit it
You can't get me out my character
'cause I'm 'bout my business
I'm wit' a white bitch
She snort more shit then Bobby and Whitney
They don't like to hear the moves I make
'cause they stuck in a pivot
They took the sauce and yeah, I want it back
Does that make me stingy?
They call me weird 'cause I don't look
Like none of these other bitches
They can't stand to see me win
They cringe when they see my picture
I already know I'm realer
And you don't even know the difference
All my shit original and I
Don't ever need a witness
When I'm talking money, you
Say what you say
'cause you can't comprehend it
Listenin' to Aretha Franklin
Thumbing through some Benjamins
I mixed the molly with the Percocets
Sounds like an even blend
Bitches wanna swag surf
'cause they see I set the trends
"Rico, what that bag worth?" Bitch
You better not ask again
Gettin' on my damn nerves
I might swerve in the Benz
Bitches act like birds in the coupe I be in
Better snatch your girl when
The troops walkin' in
So much smoke in the air
You think Snoop up in here
I got purple and I got that
Shit with fuzzy orange haze
For every bitch that's hating
I'ma put one in the air
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)