Lyrics Pretty Ricky

Pretty Ricky

Smash

Hook (Lingerie)

I wanna cut you like some scissors

I wanna beat you like my speakers

I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas

Speed it up beat it up speed it up beat it up

I wanna cut you like some scissors

I wanna beat you like my speakers

I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas

Speed it up beat it up speed it up beat it

Chorus (Lingerie/Diamond Blue)

Let your boy smash girl

Let your boy smash girl

Let your boy smash girl (Baby Blue Whoa)

Let your boy smash girl (mic check turn your boy up)

Let your boy smash girl (mic check turn your boy up)

Verse 1 (Diamond Blue)

Can't holla at a chick if she don't blow up

Now let your boy smash micro blast

Jazmine Sullivan bust my windows out

Cause I didn't call her back

Told her I love her just so I could smash that

Now that's cold-blooded but I admit that

Now she all mad oops my bad

I'm sorry I love you take your boy back

Now that other dude wack

Running game like dick tack

I keep it real with you straight like that

Verse 2 (Spectacular)

I got an all black six and it's so sick

I got a chick from Brazil and she so thick

Spectac I let the money walk for me

I got game so I let the chain talk for me

Her body full of goosebumps but the doors closed

I keep a six-pack on me like stone cold

I make the whole bed shake like an earthquake

I bang up like a birthday cake

Hook (Lingerie/Slick)

I wanna cut ya like some scissors

I wanna beat ya like my speakers

I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas

Speed it up beat it up speed it up beat it up

I wanna cut ya like some scissors

I wanna beat ya like my speakers

I wanna smash like I got my foot on the gas

Speed it up beat it up speed it up

Chorus (Lingerie/Slick)

Now let your boy smash girl (let your boy smash girl)

Let your boy smash girl (Let your boy smash)

Let your boy smash girl (Let your boy smash)

Let your boy smash

Now let your boy smash girl

Let your boy smash girl

Let your boy smash girl

Let your boy smash

Let your boy smash

Now let them boys smash girl

Let them boys smash

Let them boys smash

Let them boys smash girl

Verse 3 (Slick)

I put them fours on the donk and now they squeak a little

I'm from the pound 5'5 what a nigga look

She wit her old man still tryna look a little

Still come home to your boy if your nigga look

Been swerving all night on this nigga look

I'm spitting game comprehend its literature

I got the room fogged up move the furniture

You can get the ding-a-ling from the sitting chur

I got the Benz litted up at the street light

She asked me why I grabbed the tool at the street light

Cause you don't know I'm looking fly tonight

I'm in the dealership it's what I'm about girl

You ain't know girl lets get close girl

Lets hit the coast girl

Travel all over the world he's gonna be toast

Got em butt-naked in the kitchen cooking toast

Now I love to shone you know I love to shone

You know I love to shone

Hook (repeat)

Chorus (repeat)

Spoken (Slick)

Now let your boy smash

Girl let your boy smash

Let Spec smash let Blue smash

Aye let your boy smash

Aye let Spec smash let Blue smash

Can I beat it up can I eat it up

Let me speed it up let me eat it up

Lingerie he wanna smash

Slickadela he wanna smash

Aye the whole bluestar clique they wanna smash

Right now so let us smash