Big Sche Eastwood - Ricky Flair lyrics

[Hook: Kool Keith] Rick stunt, Rick stunt, Rick stunt, Rick stunt Rick stunt, Rick stunt, Rick stunt, Rick stunt Ricky Flair, Ric Flair Rick stunt, Rick stunt Ricky Flair, Ric Flair Rick stunt, Rick Stunt Ricky Flair, Ric Flair Rick stunt, Rick stunt Ricky Flair, Ric Flair Rick stunt, Rick stunt, Rick stunt, Rick stunt [Verse 1: Kool Keith] They call me liquified I'm liquid side, I'm outside, I'm sick with side Her a** up, she thickuified I got the Rolls Royce shined up, it's bicuified Banana peel, don't slip and slide Karate speakers, watch me kick inside Make up my mind, girlie, she said she want this dick inside Cherry apple, they out picking pies Like a buzzard picking eyes I got rules, everything is strickenize Y'all come inside, god damnit, I'm cooking with the kitchen knives I got that bu*ter on that turkey Shooting it in the oven like James Worthy I made the food, now you want to curse me I'm going back to New Jersey What time do the Amtrak come back to New Jersey [Hook] [Verse 2: Big Sche Eastwood] Big Sche, I don't smoke cigars, I smoke Vegas So give me the whole bottle of champagne I wear my shades at night, I'm a true player The throne is taken, n***a, it's my reign The b**hes bu*ter me up like outer space Got a pimp blushing, even though I know she fake Make me feel good, just remember your place I'm the seven to God and you're in sixth place And I wouldn't be God if devil's didn't hate I'm a mack, all day, every day I'm 'bout cake, gimme-gimme me-gimme me some While you watching me, I been getting plenty, son This some Kool Keith and Big Sche sh** (uh) This some magnetic force field sh** (uh) This some Ricky, Ricky-Ricky Flair sh** (whew!) Nature Boy affiliates, we gon' handle biz [Hook]