Hey Ricky (feat. Kreayshawn, Dev & Alisa) [FTampa Remix]

Ricky, you're a star fucker Dumb tucker, love sucker Ricky, you're a star fucker And you blowin' it You have everyone thinking that you wanna be their friend When all you wanna do is, all you wanna do is Fuck your way up to the top Who knows where you have been I don't know how you do it, don't know how you do it Ricky, you're a star fucker Dumb tucker, love sucker Ricky, you're a star fucker And you blowin' it I hope you're realizing what goes up will then come down You know what's coming around, you know what's coming 'round You're gonna lose the one thing everybody wish they had found Don't you come crying to me now, don't you come crying now Ricky, ricky, ricky, such an innocent flirt Scumbag bros gettin' lower than dirt Hollywood know-it-alls, skinny [?] She smell worse than your girlfriend's underdrawers Fuckin' all the groupie hoes just to be in videos I can't believe I fall for the individuals Oh what? You thought I was done? Hey! Get a little fame, now you wanna have some fun? Go ahead and fuck with those sweet chicks And see what kind of spots pop up, up on your dick (Ew!) Ricky, ricky, I thought I knew you better Ricky, ricky, I thought I blew you better Ricky, you're a star fucker Dumb tucker, love sucker Ricky, you're a star fucker And you blowin' it (Here we go!) Hey, Ricky, Ricky, sticky You think you're number one But you ain't nothing, baby Get your panties on the run My girls are wicked, we can [?] with anyone Don't need your lame ass with us Get the fuck out, we don't You blowin' it, you blowin' it You blowin' it, you blowin' it (Hey, Ricky) You blowin' it, you blowin' it You blowin' it, you blowin' it You're a star fucker You blowin' it, you blowin' it A star fucker You blowin' it, you blowin' it You're a star fucker You blowin' it, you blowin' it A star fucker You blowin' it Hey, Ricky