Rick James Lyrics - Murs

[ Murs ] 

There's a party goin on, in my mind, that is 

But really it's my crew and these three white kids 

One brother, one sister, some other mister 

I wonder what they'd do if I walk right up and kissed her 

They'll probably just stare, nine dudes, one chick 

I ain't tryin to play it fair 

This supposed to be a party but it never made it there 

I paid five bucks just to get up in here and they wouldn't let us speak 

My homeboy Corey really had to take a leak 

Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door 

When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat 

Then her brother stepped up, she grabbed him by the coat 

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[ CHORUS ] 

Baby 

Don't try to save me 

People 

Just let me be 

Fucker 

I'm not your brother 

Step back 

Rick James, respect that 

[ Slug ] 

You rappers can't write, you writers can't rap 

So I'ma light this room on fire and take a nap 

The women like to smile, the women love to frown 

So I come out to play after the sun goes down 

Ain't got no money but I gotta lotta love 

The fridge is empty but the belly is stuffed 

Happy New Year, gonna be a good year 

Need to keep it steady, so I'ma put my foot here 

Ugly as fuck, beer gut, dandruff 

Too high to sit still, too drunk to stand up 

And if you ain't wearin handcuffs throw a hand a up 

Like you don't give a fuck, what 

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[ CHORUS ] 

Baby 

Don't try to save me 

People 

Just let me be 

Fucker 

I'm not your brother 

Step back 

My life, respect that 

Baby 

Don't try to save me 

People 

Just let me be 

Fucker 

I'm not your brother 

Step back 

Rick James, respect that 

[ Murs ] 

And that's why you added two nicotine habits 

Murs/Slug is the group but "Felt" is the fabric 

Known for reekin havoc on tracks automatic 

We will not fall off, dagnabit 

Steppin to the wax plate with a 900 average 

Makin rappers run home, a Barry Bond habit 

So savage, so sick, plus the stage show rips 

I got the hardcore and the teenage chicks 

All love Slug but who loves ugly? 

I heard God does, shameless plug 

But I don't give a fuck 

Cause if his album does well then you'll pick this up 

[ Slug ] 

At best I'll give you credit to protest 

Now let it rest and take your place on the bench 

Put that arrogance back in that bottle 

When these fools gonna use some common sense? 

Easy to find but hard to catch 

Regardless I still play my part in this mess 

Far from the nest but home is the heart 

Blesseth be the S, should've known from the start 

I'm not tryin to be rude 

But I sincerely wanna fuck the taste out of your mouth 

Can you - wait, wait, I got sidetracked again 

So I'ma chill and pass it off to my friend 

And he says 

[ Murs ] 

Slug, I got your back cause that's what I'm here for 

[ Slug ] 

All they did was front so we snuck through the rear door 

[ Murs ] 

Bailin through the middle of it all feelin good 

[ Slug ] 

And the fellas yell what, girls screamin like they should 

[ Murs ] 

Now all the beautiful people in the house close your mouth 

[ Slug ] 

Let the ugly shout, show em what it's all about 

[ Murs ] 

So don't try to turn it out, forget the guns and the knives 

[ Slug ] 

We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be just fine 

And it goes 

[ CHORUS ]