[Intro - Rick James - Teo Laza]
You're back now with Rick James on Rick James Radio
We got Golden BSP back in the building
Teo Laza back in the building
For another 9 minute massacre
Thanks for having us
Hell yeah
It looks like you got another present for me, like last time
This one’s not for you
Don't worry baby I got my own
Alright let's get into it
[Golden BSP]
Goldie got a lot of sauce to flaunt
Ike I’m Papa John
She said she a model but she not
She ain't got a job
I hop up in the octagon with a cop baton
And a yellow cape that I bought from the Comic Con
[Teo Laza]
Got a flawless cock
She tried to swallow but her jaw just locked
You don't wanna squabble
He a gonеr if you try to spar
In the opps garage
Poured somе sugar in his gas tank
Walk the Aramara
Chopped his arm for the damn thing
[Golden BSP]
You don't need to know my last name
Call me Max Payne
Took her flowers out the glass vase
That's my ashtray
Running laps in this rap game with a fast pace
I don't ever come in last place
It's a rat race
[Teo Laza]
Watcin' half baked, beating off until my shaft chafes
She wanna learn how to eat my ass, I had to mansplain
That’s strange, her nostrils got lots of hair
When she promised she’d stop it, it got real hard when her mama perished
Her father's an awful parent
[Golden BSP]
Got ’em watching, we Tom and Jerry
So often they all are staring
They mad that we popping, I think it's funny they all are Karen's
So I'm leaving ’em all embarrassed
No reason to call the cops
If you do then I'm Bob Marley
We bleed them, I shot the sherrif
I keep a whole lot of rage and the demons be talkin' lately
You see that they're toxic
Maybe I'm evil, they call me crazy
The cream of the crop
I came in with three of the hottest ladies
They cream when I got on stage
And be screaming 'I want your baby'
[Teo Laza]
She DM'd me 'Call me maybe'
It was Carly Rae Jepsen
She think that she wanna save me
I think she just wanna train me
The bitch won't spill a drop, she a sinner dawg
But she made me put a hat on like we in a synagogue
Please no paparazzi, call me papi through the walkie talkie
I got lots of molly, got 'em nodding
We the slaughter posse
I just picked up Goldies prescription
I know the codeine real
It almost broke me trying to not open it
It took so much will
[Golden BSP]
I ain't sober still
You know the drill
I overdose on pills
I order coke and tell them
Roll the bill up like I'm Jonah Hill
[Teo Laza]
I'm like Channing Tatum
But my scrotum more like [?]
Was forced to choke
Cause when I'm not black out drunk I have more appeal
[Golden BSP]
We blowin' herb like Scarlet Overkill
I grip a pint, she hit my line
I told her 'Get a Sprite'
And then we broke her seal
[Teo Laza]
I told her man I'd only put the tip in but he know the deal
It started as a sneaky link, now this shit is open field
[Golden BSP]
I don't wanna cum inside a bitch like a sunday service
Smoking drugs until my lungs are burnin', I just want a turnup
Sipping brown butter bourbon derby, stick of cinammon to stur it
Sick of bitches in my business when they didn't earn it
[Teo Laza]
It's disturbing
All these women hurtin' over frailed egos
They just tell their side of the story, then act like Teo's evil
I don't play casino
This music business' a gamble genius
Got a reaper tat on my back
The clouds on some Japanese shit
[Golden BSP]
I blast your speakers when I craft these masterpieces
Half the reason I rap is to act like Jesus for the average people
I grab my penis, that's a massive penis
I've been living with this cabin fever
Ash my reefer in your bag of Cheetos
[Teo Laza]
Jeez bro
You don't want this beef like it's a bad burrito
Slapping people with a stack of cash
I feel like Dan DeVito
In a speed boat eating jalapenos
All these tramps, mosquitos
Why these rappers after all my scraps like they're some ravage seagulls
[Golden BSP]
Stick to the cheat code like Richard Grieco
I could tell these bitches freaky, when they speak it give me pins and needles
[Teo Laza]
Katy got my iPhone looking like a pretty ski slope
She know the deal, what the fuck you think she on her knees for
[Golden BSP]
I get on the stage and rock the mic like I'm Beanie Sigel
I'm bench drinking, sipping gin
I tell her give me refill
[Teo Laza]
I ball like free throw
I see them all peekin through the key hole
Here's the deal
You're not my equal if you don't feed your people
[Golden BSP]
I'm like Indiana Jones
When I found a hoe
She was nothing but a bag of bones with a camera phone
And a camel toe
It's so hard not to get involved
But she keeps smoking meth up in my alley
Call it Kingdom of the Crystal Skull
Every single time she hit the heart, she a different broad
She wish she could stop but she can't and that piss her off
Don't know why they call this place a club
It's a chicken farm
[Teo Laza]
Shorty dropped her pipe and it shatterd
So now she's sniffing shards
[Golden BSP]
Every single time I hit the bar you see the bitches flock
Every single time I spit a bar you see a missile launch
Elon Musk could probably hear the shit when you get to mars
[Teo Laza]
Then he gon' run that shit back 30 times in his gimmick car
Never thought I'd go back to rappin like this but here we are
Tell mama, I'ma be a star
She said you a piece of art
I don't fuck wit needles, sneaky weasels what I use for stress
I feel exuberant off two of them and I refuse to rest
[Golden BSP]
Shorty told me if I don't fuck her then she gon' noose her neck
Told her, "loosen it," she a groupie bitch from the looney bin
She a lunatic, I nail her booty like a crucifix
Her pussy smelt like tuna fish, but it was super wet
[Teo Laza]
She a cougar who's from Bucharest, wasn't too impressed
When I gave her face paint, baby, next time I should do her chest
Ima be a legend in my country like The Bacon Brothers
But I ain't a gangster, I just slay these skanks who just hate their husbands
[Golden BSP]
I would rather eat at David Busters than to say I love her
She a muffin toppin, I nut up in her
She a egg McMuffin, get it?
Nut up in her egg? That's a baby mama
I pay the abortion, take my wallet- I don't need no drama
Fuck a guilty conscience
She a sperm bank; semen farmer
She a breather, she a peter pleaser- she don't need a condom
[Teo Laza]
Yeah
I just shoot my web, I feel like Peter Parker
All my songs are different, got the vision
I don't need a genre
Shout out BSP cause he my father
But he needs his father
He's he trauma, the real reason that Goldie steals your partner
School desk used to look exactly like a maxi-pad, from my bloody nose
Have a nack for math then I smash a gram
[Golden BSP]
Pull it out her ass
That's peanut dip on a [?]
Her cat look like it got attacked with a battle axe
