Rick Ros - Sory (Audio) ft. Chris Brown

Conversation, she lick every tattoo that's on my face

We at the crib, she got her legs wrapped around my waist

Diamond digits, six figures on my shorty nugget

I'm just a typical ordinary nigga

Boss, the red bottom's got you walking funny

Temporary separations, confessing my mistakes

Take you shopping, baby boy ain't no salary caps

Mill and Cash on the gram, they trending meat chong

Every day the diamonds on you get bigger and bigger

Breezy Nicollette

My worst nightmare went right in my back, I wish I could wake up

Read about it Vegas, I made this with Merc

But I know that I can't change for you

But I don't think I can handle her pain

Like a thug, I just wanna fuck on it, that's every day

Every picture that you post we comment for this one

Oh, girl after girl, mistake after mistake

Send the bottles to her table then made love on the jet

Temporary thrills, all these women you think I told you

My feelings genuine, disregard what you see on blogs

I been a boss before I ever recorded Meek song

She packed her bags and left me home and I'm still hurt

You knew shit, but she can't tell me that it's real first

A lot of lies apologised, the thirst real

When she hit this thinking to herself, "Damn this verse real"