Premo Rice Malaysia (feat. Larry June)
[Intro: Premo Rice]
Yeah
Goldie
Real sexy shit, you know?
I tell a bitch, “I ain't no bottle popper, I'm a showstopper,” you dig?
But that's neither here nor there, you know?
Keep it goin', mmm
[Verse: Premo 1 Rice]
It's nice out, and the ass on full effect, hoes sun-dressed up
We got the melanin with the cocoa butter skin just tryna get sexed up
I haven't left the spot, got the crockpotss whippin' like I'm Master Chef
And my lady ain't trippin', ‘cause I'm clockin' chicken, Rice like Hughey Heff
But last month I was in Malaysia with a playa bitch, kickin' hella flavor
In a stash house that had elevators, paper talk, no perpetrator
That night made her do the percolator on my dick
And then flew back to the G side cause its popping out in that bitch
Young showstopper out in that bitch
[Chorus: Premo Rice]
‘Cause I own it, I own it
‘Cause I own it, I own it
‘Cause I own it, straight mowin'
Your main bitch - she rollin'
‘Cause I own it, I own it
[Interlude: Larry June]
And don't text me with the bullshit, baby
You already know how I like it
Sun' slight, yeah, off top, damn
[Verse 2: Larry June]
East Coast (Go!), West Coast (Go!)
Dirty South (Go!), Mid Coast (Go!)
Tryna knock her (Go!), sock it to me (Go!)
I believe in you (Go!), so much we can do (Go!)
You gotta listen, baby, for real (Go!), don't be talkin' too much (Go!)
Pay attention, baby, I got some game for you love (Go!)
What's a P without a vision
What's a hoe with no hustle
RPM in DC
Lobster my ravioli
I never talk about it much, but you a part of the plan
You could've fell in love with a trick but you chose demand
Twelve dollar orange juice on my way to the bread
I would call her Half Moon Bay,” she hit for a band
What's hannin'?