Somebody Snitched On Me Lyrics

[Chorus: x2]
Officer rickyyy
Officer rickyyy
Officer rickyyy
Yeaaa

[Verse:]
Yea I never had drama with the cops
But I larry davis rick ross ass with the glock
Your life is fabricated, what bricks you moving
Homie ask e-class I'm known for shooting
I just spoke to sha money, sha spoke to makazo
Niggaz f*ck with rick ross, hell no he po po
He the next ja rule, and khaled be hating
Remember last time p*ssy at the radio station
You f*ck boy peons, your swaggering odion
That maybach 57 is looking like a neon
You youtube gangsta, hoe ass nigga
I call in castalaneu, shells in you abdominal
And I hear that haitian nigga on your track
But I just got of the jack, with haitian jack
I got the mac, miami is the 2 2 3
You lose a body part nigga f*cking with me

[Chorus x2]

[Verse:]
My clothes got the carridge and the horse on it Hermeez I look like a boos in it
Sex, drugs, money and them fed boys
The porsche performing like ron on steroids
You got def jam lookin like the ford building
A c.o, talking bout drug dealing
A lil londons on that potty nigga
I'm going hard tryna see that bugatti dealer
I got that auto matic shotty nigga
I catch a body nigga
My lawyer got me in cobo with a hottie nigga
And me and fif is like jordan and scotty nigga
Yea I'm on the streets, you the police
That 57 don't even got plane seats
I thought jay taught you, that's your big homie
Get the 62, step it up dummy

Dumb motherf*cker, you ain't even got plane seats
Spent all that money on that 57 nigga
Don't fool the public nigga
62 is for a boss
Ask jay nigga, ask your boss jay-z nigga

[Chorus]

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