Rick James

Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J] Yeah Keyshia Cola Ya boy Juicy J It's time When a woman's fed up, she done had enough Betta watch out, 'cause you're going down Yeah [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] Why does it matter now? Who can do you better? Feet up on your couch Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Slap a bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James [Verse 1: Keyshia Cole, Juicy J] I gave you all my love Who's the one who's hurting now? But you can keep your double standards It's funny how the tables turned around Oh, bring 'em out, out, out, out Oh, right now, now, now, now Oh, bring 'em out, out, out, out (You know it) Oh, right now, now, now, now (Yeah, tell 'em Keyshia, yeah) [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] Why does it matter now? Who can do you better? Feet up on your couch Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Slap a bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James Why does it matter now? Who can do you better? Feet up on your couch Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Cold-blooded, I'm Rick James Slap a bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James [Verse 2: Keyshia Cole] I can see the picture shattered We can't pick the pieces off the ground 'Til the point that nothing matters And it's way too late to talk it out Oh, bring 'em out, out, out, out Oh, right now, now, now, now (Ooh, bring 'em out) Oh, bring 'em out, out, out, out Oh, right now, now, now, now (Bring 'em, bring 'em out) [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] Why does it matter now? Who can do you better? Feet up on your couch Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Slap a bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James [Verse 3: Juicy J] Dog shawty out and you gon' pay for it later Babygirl, more cutthroat than a razor She know what she want and she know how to get it Shawty know the game, nah, nigga, you can't play her She bad, lookin' like a bag of money Make her own bread, fat ass and flat stomach She know she ain't never gotta ask for nothin' These chicks hatin' cause they ain't half the woman Shawty came home, he started runnin' his mouth She took her earrings off and got ratchet (Damn) Homeboy know lil' mama don't play He just grabbed his shit and started packin' You broke her heart, homie now yo life in a chain She cold-blooded like she got ice in her veins Got me chillin' in your house, throwin' diamonds on your spouse Wipe my feet on your couch, bitch I'm Rick James [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] Why does it matter now? Who can do you better? Feet up on your couch Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Slap a bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James Why does it matter now? Who can do you better? Feet up on your couch Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Yeah bitch, I'm Rick James Cold-blooded, I'm Rick James Slap a bitch like Rick James I'm Rick James