Lyrics

(“king kong ain’t got shit on me
I'm one of the baddest motherfuckers of all time. One of the best singers and best lookin' motherfuckers you ever seen.
HOLD MY DRINK BITCH .")

(“WHAT DID THE FIVE FINGERS SAY TO THE FACE? SLAP!”)

"This nicca’s lost his fucking mind."
you don't slap a man. get with the times
just seems to habitually cross lines
even when slapping was fashionable,
There was a dual and SOMONE would die
speaking of fashion who dressed this guy

look bitch cocaine is a hell of a drug
show me a nicca that ain’t got bloody gloves
bitch come give Charlie Murphy a hug
got Tyrone Biggums sucking cock for drugs
Ashy Larry’s playing dice with thugs
Clayton bigs-bee’s head of the clucks

im Rick James I said
come give Charlie Murphy head
it’s a fucking celebration
come and see my water bed
see these boots the vinyls red
got hectic braids on my head
crack cocaine is just spoon fed
click my fingers I don’t beg

look cocaines a hell of a drug
what can I say
back when crack was all the rage
get coke dick so id fuck all day
makes my penis dissipate
my favourite food is crack Cocaine
I make bad look rather tame
This man in Boots has got some game
when it comes to drugs I make it rain
This cocky Cunt has got no shame
love my drugs, all different strains
cocaine coursing through my veins
No introductions, I’m self acclaimed
I’m a fucking household name
im a super freak the names Rick James
fuck your couch and fuck your claims
where the fuck is my cocaine
lets get high and all gang bang
its the player haters ball
I’m buck nast-ay
suck my testicals
see this ring , says UNI-TAY
where is darkeness come let’s play
(“they never should have give you niccas mon-ay”)

im a sexed up super freak
got the Murphy brothers wailing on my knees
all in leather bitch have a Gueez
don’t have blue balls here bitch look at these
so drained they hang down to me knees

(“Why’d you hit me Charlie Murphy!?”)
(“Cos you hit me you super freak !”)
(“That was weeks ago motherfucker FUCK ME!”)
(“actually is was yesterday”)
(“you think I’d Just grind my feet on someone's couch,
like it's something to do?
Yeah, I remember grinding my feet into Eddie's couch.")
what’s it to you
they broke my legs
and platform shoes
had to crawl back home to Malibu
unlike my voice the ground ain’t smooth

please explain Dave Chapelle
why this nicca family white as hell
this racial draft went rather swell
hey Rick you don’t look really well

(“now that you mention it I think I’m bleeding in my chest “)

(“eeeew that nicca is pasty”)