Rico Richie, Young Dolph - Reload lyrics
[Rico Richie, Young Dolph - Reload lyrics]
(Richie, 808 Mafia)
Got a call from a freak
With the code name Becky
Sent her ass the addy
When you get close text me
I just popped a addy now I'm about to go
I don't want to talk about
Nothing but some smashing
She pull up with her partner swear
Her friend looking like a gremlin
Money making missions gotta stack
It to the ceiling
Pour a couple ounces smoke a
Pound while we chillin
And all she wanna do is
Talk about her fucking feelings
Thats why (yeah)
Im sick and tired of my old hoes (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (yeah)
Im sick and tired of my old hoes (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (yeah)
Im sick and tired of my old hoes (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload
Treat my bitches like my pistol
It's time to reload
Cash Money Juvenile, Stick to the G Code
Got rid of my old hoes cuz I don't need those
Multi million dollar South Memphis Hero
Phone ring I'm like "What up"
Lil mama thick ass fuck and she
Say she bout' to pull up
Say she ain't' got no panties on
And she bout' to cut up
My old bitch had text me say I ain't' shit
I text her back like "So what?" uh
Now everybody know where Richie go
He bring them bands out
So every time I pull up on a
Hoe she got her hand out
I got nothing but some dick for you
I can't pay your rent for you
Bitch if you can't do it for yourself
I can't do shit for you richie he a asshole
Poured up, moving mad slow
Count a lot of cash though thats
Why I got a bankroll
Fuck a bitch real good but I
Ain't' got to brag though
Kick a bitch to the curb you
Better ask my last hoe
Backwood loaded, choppa clips loaded
Nigga don't pass it if the shit ain't' loaded
Backwood loaded, choppa clips loaded
Nigga don't pass it if the shit ain't' loaded
Got a call from a freak
With the code name Becky
Sent her ass the addy
When you get close text me
I just popped a addy now I'm about to go
I don't want to talk about
Nothing but some smashing
She pull up with her partner swear
Her friend looking like a gremlin
Money making missions gotta stack
It to the ceiling
Pour a couple ounces smoke a
Pound while we chillin
And all she wanna do is
Talk about her fucking feelings
Thats why (yeah)
Im sick and tired of my old hoes (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (yeah)
Im sick and tired of my old hoes (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload (yeah)
Im sick and tired of my old hoes (Hey)
I think it's time for me to reload
Treat my bitches like my pistol
It's time to reload
Cash Money Juvenile, Stick to the G Code
Got rid of my old hoes cuz I don't need those
Multi million dollar South Memphis Hero
Phone ring I'm like "What up"
Lil mama thick ass fuck and she
Say she bout' to pull up
Say she ain't' got no panties on
And she bout' to cut up
My old bitch had text me say I ain't' shit
I text her back like "So what?" uh
Now everybody know where Richie go
He bring them bands out
So every time I pull up on a
Hoe she got her hand out
I got nothing but some dick for you
I can't pay your rent for you
Bitch if you can't do it for yourself
I can't do shit for you richie he a asshole
Poured up, moving mad slow
Count a lot of cash though thats
Why I got a bankroll
Fuck a bitch real good but I
Ain't' got to brag though
Kick a bitch to the curb you
Better ask my last hoe
Backwood loaded, choppa clips loaded
Nigga don't pass it if the shit ain't' loaded
Backwood loaded, choppa clips loaded
Nigga don't pass it if the shit ain't' loaded